How in the world do people get nice pretty pictures of elk they have killed? This is the type of terrain that we usually end up killing elk in. My little brother took this bull earlier this year in Montana. It rolled down the hill about 200 yards after the shot and stopped here. The bottom of the basin is another 600 yards further down, so he was really happy it stopped where it did. There is no way he could tuck the legs under all pretty for a shot. The bull I killed last year was in a very similar spot, just on the other side of this same mountain.
Does anyone feel the same? Do we just hunt in strange places?
Thanks,
Soup
Does anyone feel the same? Do we just hunt in strange places?
Thanks,
Soup