Shew, just finished morning #2. Back at camp letting my cloths air out while eating some lunch and a mid day coffee, gonna get gear ready for an evening hunt/scout a new area.
It's nice having service back at camp. That way I can keep an eye on @fulldraw and the smack he is talking
Good news, I've found the elk. Bad news, I can't get the dam things to come into range
I'm a total newbie to this calling elk within now range game. It's a blast and a learning game at the same time. Can't wait for BB and the rest of "the team" to show up.
Some quick recaps before I head back out.
Yesterday morning; 37 degrees and smoky. Parked and about a mile into the hike I let out a locator bugle. Earlier I'd seen UTV tracks on the trail and they turned off toward the creek bottom. I thought "surely some idiots didn't drive down into the bottoms where it's obvious elk should be".
Well, immediately a bugle fires back then a few cow calls. Yep, the idiots are down there. Not only did they drive down into the bottom but they hiked up it. I knew immediately it was hunters so I kicked it into high gear and wanted to get as deep into the drainage as I could.
Once I get another 1/2 Mille I can hear bugles. I know it's not hunter's because the blow down is too thick down in the bottom for anyone to make that kind of timing, plus I can hear at least two bulls screaming back n forth.
Aspens are turning at this elevation. Fall is arriving.
The elk are moving fast. I can see up ahead some rocky outcroppings. To my left is the bottom, to my right are the peaks. On the far left of the bottoms are steep and rocky ridges, the elk are definitely moving up into the thicker timber. I'm thinking I need to get to the outcroppings and listen. I get there and listen, nothing. I let out a locator bugle and one fires back at me before I can finish. Then another one screams! Man that was awesome. If you think hearing turkeys fire off on the limb is amazing, then you'll love hearing a bull cut through the mountain air. I've heard them before but not like this, that raspy high pitch scream just cuts through the air.
I go a little further and climb up a finger ridge. As soon as I get up there I hear him again. So, I move in to where I can see a bowl. I let out a bugle and he fires back. I call to him
a little more and even rake a little. He bugled back n forth and sounded like he was coming in. My heart is pounding. I hear limbs break and look across the bowl in the blow down and see movement. Cow, then another and a couple more. I never did see him but they came out of the bottom and pulled him on up the drainage. I back out down to the trail and try to get in front of them, no luck. By the time I got to where I thought they were going they must have been a 1/4 mile deeper, I heard him scream one more time. I sit and listen for 10 more mins and study my map. At this point I am 3.5 miles from the truck and the wind is starting to whip. So, I make the trek back and come up with a game plan for the am.
That evening I go down to the desert. I glass up a big bull following some cows with calves. I can see a two-track in the distance and mark where they crossed. It's 1.5 miles away.
I hop in the truck and go to where the two-track comes up the ridge. I cut the distance by 1/2 mile. I get there and for the life of me I cannot turn them up. How can 500+ lb animals disappear like that, amazing! I kept glassing only turning up pronghorn. They must of found a sage draw and bedded or travled in it.
Not sure what I was thinking
but I was gonna give it a shot. Rattle snake infested desert be dammed…probably a good thing I could find them. Especially with the wind, it was gusting 40+ mph so I'd have to get stupid close.
Got back to camp after 8pm, dodging jack rabbits, grouse and pronghorn on the lonely road back.
It was a great first day. Exceeding my expectations.