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elkslayer54

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This year I met a great guy off MM. Whom can remain anomous if he chooses to, But my friend we will call him Bubba, Bubba e-mails me a couple of years back discussing an area posted on MM that I wanted to hunt, We e-mail back and fourth for a while then come the phone numbers, so I call him, What a great guy I thinking, Just off of a phone call or two. So when this years draws come about we discuss this area and both try to get a tag, as luck would have it, I missed my tag. But my friend bubba and his dad draw tags, This is Bubbas first Bull elk tag. Sweet! So I tell Bubba to send me a map and I will mark up all of my honey holes and send the map back to him. As I have smoked a few in this general area. So Bubba sends the map and I give away all of the best spots I can think of and send it back. Then Bubba calls me and asks if I could make the hunt with him. Now keep in mind I have never met Bubba and he might be a weird-o. So I am a little leary, Bubba sounds normal on a phone but you can never tell. He might have been a PETA life menber for all I know, So I discuss this with my wife and she asks about my life insurance policy, Not much support there. So by the time this hunt rolls around me and Bubba talk almost every day, antisapating the big day of his first elk hunt. I meet him in a public area so he can't hurt me right away. I am carrying a 357 he don't know about just yet. Bubba come to find out is a great guy. Loves to hunt, So I did not have to shoot him, LOL Seriously Bubba is a big 240 6'19" stud of a mountain biker and in shape. I am thinking oh Chit what have I got my self into. So we head to the mountain get camp set-up. and go get some wood and Bubba almost hast to whoop some folks in camp but his great demanor and his huge size diffused the awarkward moment quickly. As we are getting ready to cook dinner for the night a bull bugles right next to camp. Sweet. Bubba says no camp fire tonight with a tear in my eyes I said OK and froze all night. That was a sweet sound I think he might have bugled again but do to my teeth chattering I could not be sure. So bright and early the next morning, Bubba has an idea he says a friend saw a huge bull way over in a secluded draniage and wants to check it out. By the way a little piece of info I left out I had just had an MUA that is a manulipition under ansitisa (sp) I got knocked out cause I had thrown my back out and a chiorpractor had to fix it, So we head to said drainage and this long legged Bubba takes off, Bubbas walk is like me at a jog. I kid you not if we did not walk 15 miles we did not walk one. I was almost dead when we got back to camp just in time for the evening little six mile hike. I think Bubba is half big horn sheep. So the next night Bubba thinks the elk are still near camp. You gussed it NO FIRE. I could not tell if there was 40 bull elk bugling right next to the trailer due to my teeth banging togeather, lost two fillings. I was shaking so bad I think I swallowed them.

Bubba is the chef the coffee maker and the alarm clock on this adventure. I hear Bubba making coffee, I am thinking dam I am sore from the marathon we walked yesterday when I hear all kinds of not so very nice words and he askes me what time do you have. I hit the indiglow on the watch and I tell him it is 0145am, LOL he stomps to the stove truns off the coffee and back to bed till 0430am. LOL LOL The next morning I was so sore I ate a case of pain pills and 4 shots of wiskey to get the pain to get down to a just killing me level. So we are off to another hot spot and we walk a meger 7 miles that morning. I was thinking of just shooting myself at this point, Lordy I was sore. He saw lots of sign but due to the tears in my eyes from the muscle cramps I was having I did not see too many elk tracks. However that evening we only walked one mile from a road into a little funnel area where the elk wher crossing and right at dark we heard one bugle towards camp. So that night it was about a 4 mile four wheeler ride back to camp and I had to hold my cowboy hat in my hand so it would not blow off, and friend let me tell you I was cold when we got back to camp. Before Bubba could say no fire I had a 8 foot blaze. Haaaaaaaa warmth. How sweet it is. So about the time we (I) thaw out the bulls start to chime in and man did they light up the world. They came within 250yds of camp with a full grown fire, bugling all of the way. We hardly slept that night. I have to fly out the next morning so today is it for me. I wake up a 0100 and the elk are still going strong again at 0425 and I tell myself and Bubba I can't take it anymore I got to getup. So Bubba and I get up and stand there in the dark and listen to them. We make a plan to get them. and we take off. I will tell you the truth those elk had me so fired up I forgot about my whole body aching. We sneek up within 500yds of the heard and I tell bubba this is where I stay, go get em. Bubba sneaks down right at daylight, and I look across this valley I am on top of and I see the heard bull, 20 cows couple of little bulls, it looked like what Bubba would say as a primos video. It was owesome. and then Bubba


This story is mostly true, some of it made up not much, But due to this site I met a man and his dad that I will call a friend's for the rest of my life. I had the time of my life bubba and his dad are some of the greatest people on this earth, If I would have known this, I would have paid a little more attention to bubbas sister in school. LOL What a great way to make new friends.

Oh yeah Bubba sneaked down to the herd and smoked a great 340" 7x7 with a smoke poll. Congrats my friend.
 
Too good a story!
Right on...this is a great site, with many great people.

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Of all the threads that I have read on this site..........this is my favorite post ever!!!!!!!!!!!! VERY GOOD STORY!!!!! Now all we need is some pictures of "bubbas" bull.

This is a great site to make friends........and a few enemies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
THANKS Pro!!!

COULDN'T OF DONE IT WITHOUT YOU!!!

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THE ONLY bobcat THAT KNOWS ALOT OF YOU HAVE HAD THIS IMAGE IN YOUR PEA BRAIN BUT DUE TO POOR SHOOTING TACTICS I'M STILL KICKIN!!!
 
WOW, if I keep it up, I will get as many post nuked as Bess........and yes, I guess I have a bit of a short fuse......

I have been off for a few hours and I come back and my posts have been nuked!

I didnt even think it was that bad????????? I got attacked and come back and it gets nuked??

Oh well, I guess I will just keep my mouth shut from now on!!!!
 
I have the hard copies Bubba has the digital picts, He must not have seen this yet. I will call him and have him post the picts.
 
Well to start nobody has ever referred to me as Bubba. The last nick name I can remember having to answer to is Slick, Tom Slick. But that was back in my rodeo days in Arizona and that is an entirely different story that does not involve any interweb dating. (Thats some funny stuff UTodd)

In fact most of the above story is true but I want to back up to the beginning. You see ole ElkSlayer and I grew up in the same po-dunk town. Fact is, ole slayer here is about two years my senior and this po-dunk town we had the priviledge of growing up in is pretty small. So in summary this was no, er, blind date. LOL Yes a few years ago, I am sippin on a cup of coffee at the office checking out my favorite website, the great MonsterMuleys.com, just checking up on the ginormous bucks and bull elk being taken in the west when I see a post referring to a unit near my home town of which I have spent many a day in the field. Well an email or two asking and sharing some information on what tree to look under for that trophy of a lifetime is passed and I got me a good ole online pal of sorts. It's damn fun to visit with this Joker. You see he has a whole new slang of vocabulary from his part of the world that I have never heard. Man is this guy a crack up. Ole Jeff Foxworthy and Larry the Cable Guy need this guy on retainer for their next gig. You see, he possesses the skills and not to mention, his name is ElkSlayer. Surely I am guessing a name given him over a good smoke by the native tribe he surely provides for. Well to continue the story, I FINALLY draw myself, and my dad to boot, an elk tag in this unit we enjoy near home. Now we spend some time up on this mountain, but I spend 99% of my time looking for my favorite creature on earth (right next to my wife of course), the elusive trophy mule deer. You see, my favorite spots for deer do not hold much elk and I have not chased to many elk espectially in those recent rodeo years I mentioned above. So having the history of facts presented you, and the fact my closest friend whom I was going to invite on this elk hunt drew a tag in a seperate unit on the same days, I was needing an "expert" to give me some advise on where to start. Well since Doyle Moss was already committed to some of his higher paying clients in a different state and Will Primos was going to be busy editing The Truth 11 and Scott & Chappell were already booked for the year, I was down to having to choose between the ElkSlayer and those guys in the powder blue tee shirts on that famous MM post a few months ago. Well that was an easy choice to make so I called the blue men group. Well those guys only wanted to talk fashion and I aint in to that so the next call was to my now good friend ElkSlayer, one hell of a choice this proved to be.

Next thing you know, a map was shipped to his remote swamp location and back it arrived marked up with "Start Here" "Lots of Cows Here" "Killed my Bull Here" "Don't Ride your Quad Here... Possible Former Bessy Sighting". Well upon seeing the vast amount of info my friend was willing to share with me, I was damned thankful and thought he may need an adventure chasing some bulls in the rut. Next thing you know he has a plane ticket out of the swamp and we have a hunt planned. Well you know how the hunt went up to this point, yep lots of bitching and complaining. LOL.

Well now were easing over this ridge in the early morning minutes just before light. This is as good as it gets, working to the full bugles, grunts growls and mews of a herd of approximately 30 head of elk. We have elk in the stock tank, we have elk scattered the length of this ridge and in the bottom working the cows is a beautiful sight, a mack daddy bull taking care of his calling in life. Well I am able to ease down the ridge ever so slowly and find a rest for my Omega just as shooting light is arriving to the moment. The bull is working back to three or four cows when I decide he is as close as he is gonna be. Well two shots later (a whole other story) and we have my first bull harvested. What an experience and hunt I will always remember. To come full circle, this bull was harvested in the exact spot marked on ole Slayers map as "I would start here!" I guess I should have passed on those calls to Doyle, Will, and the Blue Men Group.

Well below (if I have any luck posting photos )are the pictures of two bulls taken this past month. The first is my bull and the second is the bull my dad took. What a thrill to see my 64 year old dad take his bull on opening morning of the rifle hunt with his ole Parket Hale 30-06 that is older than me.

Two freezers are full of meat and I assure you there will be a Crown and water (or two) enjoyed this fall revisiting the events of that week. What a thrill. My bull is a 7x7 that I estimate around 330". My dads bull is a 5x6 that is as big as this world to my hard working old man.

Best regards,
Tom Sli, er, Bubba


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way good....'slick'..congratulations to you and your dad..both are great bulls. sounds like you guys had a ton o'fun...thank you for 'puttin' up' the pics..
 
Thanks to you littlefoot. This is a great site in part to the folks who visit and contribute to it, much like yourself.

Best regards,
Slick
 
Isnt bubba the name your boyfriend gives you while in jail? great story guys Thx
 
LuckyFool....you'll have to pardon me for my previous comment. For some reason, you sounded a little 'smaller' in Elkslayer's post. I would never want to offend a man of your size.
 
This is one of the best posts i have read in awhile and it even has a happy ending.

Congrats to your dad. He sure looks happy!!!
 
Well despite all of the whinning and complaining I had to deal with, We did see some of slick Tom's family running around the mountain with a SAVE THE BEAVER bummper sticker. I thought he was going to have a family renunion on the spot. ROFL

This is only the first of many hunts with these fine people, I am going to do my best to get togeather with my new friends every year and go put the smack-down on some big bulls and bucks.

OH yeah I left out another part, My good friend (now I know where he got the name SLICK TOM) conned me into guttting his stinky bull. Acitng like he did not know how, And I fell for it hook line and sinker. This is a hunt I will never forget, two strangers meet on a hunting site do a little talking, pratactally grew up togeather, finally meet. and go put the smackdown on a great 7x7. It just don't get any better than that. Slick you done good! Bill
 
THATS A SWEET STORY. NOTHING BETTER THAN THAT. PEOPLE HELPING PEOPLE OUT. IT ALMOST HAPPEND TO ME THIS YEAR FOR A FRIEND OF MINE BUT THE FELLOW MM'ER STOOD US UP. BUT THATS THE WAY IT GOES. CONGRATS ON THE BULL AND FOR THE NEW FRIEND.

BUGLEMN
 
Er,,,,Brokeback Mtn. the sequel. Just Kidding!!!!!!!!!

I am truly jealous. Everyone should have a great hunt buddy. This is one of the best posts in a long time. Sounds like a great hunt, and now a lifelong friendship has been built. Congrats on great bulls and to pops!

Ed

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