Had a great time in Colorado hunting elk. First off I have to thank two local guys, one I met here Brett H. and Bill G., their information really help me get pointed in the right direction as well as what type of bull to hold out for. I also had two of my hunting buddies Bruce and Jason who came with me, helped so much with camp, horses, and packing. We arrived a day early allowing us to find a nice place to camp and ride the horses into the area I wanted to hunt. I was concerned about the trail and the time it would take, turned out to be a pretty good trail, steep, but well traveled.
Video of first day and opening morning.
Sitting high on a ridge.
Opening morning we were at timber line at first light with 200 elk in the open to look over, three shooter bulls in the open with about 10 smaller bulls. One bull pushed his cows over the top, and we hoofed it after them, hoping they would stay high. It took us a bit more time than it took the elk, they make it look easy, but eventually we made it. The elk were still high and in the open country, I took a long shot with a steep angle and missed.
Video of opening evening
We went back down to the horses, made a fire, got something to eat and rested up a bit.† Couple of hours, we got back on the horses and rode a couple miles, stopped on an open ridge and glassed up some elk in a rocky area.† I left Jason, Bruce and the horses behind and tried to get in range, worked great, had a nice bull at 60 yards for a few seconds, but he had too many cow around him and I never got an open shot until he was out to 170 I took a quartering away shot and missed again.† Jason and Bruce watched him run out his group of 30 cows.† Now it is about 7 pm we are on the ridge we started on and hear a bull in the bottom had this bull I got bugeling every 2 to 3 minutes or so Jason and Bruce take the horses down the other side and I work my way down following the sound of the bull.† I eased up over the ridge, had him at 60 or 70 yards, didnít have time to range him or judge him, he had me pegged, so I just pulled up and shot, hit him facing me in the chest.
We went back the next day to pack him out. The elk would come up out of the timber in the evening, and I. I eased up over the edge, he was at 60 or 70 yards, I didnít have time to range him, pulled back the hammer and hit him right in the chest. Second shot was not as good, he ended up laying down in the willows, we could tell he was hurting bad, but did not want to push and lose him. We didnít want to pack him out in the dark so we went back for him the next day. Great times with good friends in some of the most amazing county elk live in, it was truly a life time experience.
Video of the pack out.