Zeke
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I'm appreciative of the fact that I was able to spend 11 days in moose country this year and many factors played into my ultimate success.
First and foremost I want to thank the great State of Wyoming and the Game & Fish for allowing me the opportunity to enjoy this adventure!
Next I want to thank 30Hart (BV) for being such a good friend and a fountain of information. Few people in this world can, or ever will, do the research that he does. He was crutial to my success! Thanks Brad!
Last, but not least, I want to thank my brother, Kurt, who was there every step of the way on this outing as well as countless other over these many many years!
OK, that's out of the way... lets see some photos!
Beautiful country... when you can see it!
The "thunder-ponies" were sidelinded in the fog
Home sweet home
Here's the girls, now where are the boys?
More pretty stuff
I was under 45 yards from 4 different bulls. Made a long stalk on a better bull but I needed a closer look at him and never got it. He gave me the slip in the thick stuff!
Finally on my 3rd trip to the unit I got my chance.
As we were working our way up the head of a drainage. We would stop, call, listen and then move on.
On about our 4th stop my brother said he heard hooves clunking up on the pine ridge above us. We continued to call and then came the confirmation we were hoping for... a bull grunt.
He continued grunting as he headed off the ridge.... and toward us! We knew he was coming but had yet to see him. It took less than a minute for him to arrive! There he was, standing behind a pine and me at full draw (wondering how long I could hold the string back). This actually gave me time to assess the rack and confirmed that it was a shooter bull for sure.
After what seemed like an hour, but was actually about 15 seconds, the bull turned to our left and gave me a shot just before he re-entered the pines, AT 15 YARDS!
I turned to my brother and asked "was that good enough?". I don't remember if I was referring to the rack or the shot.
Since I could still hear the bull breaking branches and knocking down trees, I told my brother we were going to follow the sound (not SOP or proper form). After less than 60 yards I could see something waving in the trees. I used my binos to discover it was the bull's front hoof waiving it's last.
The bull was down and out! "Oh! WOW! How quickly thing change", was the only thing I could say as I cautiously approached my bull.
Through all the ups and downs, here's my 2014 Wyoming archery bull moose:
I'm smiling here because the beast is all loaded on the quads, finally, and we're ready for our low-speed trip to camp. We got in bed at 2am! It was a big day.
Thanks for looking and sharing in my geat adventure!
Zeke
First and foremost I want to thank the great State of Wyoming and the Game & Fish for allowing me the opportunity to enjoy this adventure!
Next I want to thank 30Hart (BV) for being such a good friend and a fountain of information. Few people in this world can, or ever will, do the research that he does. He was crutial to my success! Thanks Brad!
Last, but not least, I want to thank my brother, Kurt, who was there every step of the way on this outing as well as countless other over these many many years!
OK, that's out of the way... lets see some photos!
Beautiful country... when you can see it!
The "thunder-ponies" were sidelinded in the fog
Home sweet home
Here's the girls, now where are the boys?
More pretty stuff
I was under 45 yards from 4 different bulls. Made a long stalk on a better bull but I needed a closer look at him and never got it. He gave me the slip in the thick stuff!
Finally on my 3rd trip to the unit I got my chance.
As we were working our way up the head of a drainage. We would stop, call, listen and then move on.
On about our 4th stop my brother said he heard hooves clunking up on the pine ridge above us. We continued to call and then came the confirmation we were hoping for... a bull grunt.
He continued grunting as he headed off the ridge.... and toward us! We knew he was coming but had yet to see him. It took less than a minute for him to arrive! There he was, standing behind a pine and me at full draw (wondering how long I could hold the string back). This actually gave me time to assess the rack and confirmed that it was a shooter bull for sure.
After what seemed like an hour, but was actually about 15 seconds, the bull turned to our left and gave me a shot just before he re-entered the pines, AT 15 YARDS!
I turned to my brother and asked "was that good enough?". I don't remember if I was referring to the rack or the shot.
Since I could still hear the bull breaking branches and knocking down trees, I told my brother we were going to follow the sound (not SOP or proper form). After less than 60 yards I could see something waving in the trees. I used my binos to discover it was the bull's front hoof waiving it's last.
The bull was down and out! "Oh! WOW! How quickly thing change", was the only thing I could say as I cautiously approached my bull.
Through all the ups and downs, here's my 2014 Wyoming archery bull moose:
I'm smiling here because the beast is all loaded on the quads, finally, and we're ready for our low-speed trip to camp. We got in bed at 2am! It was a big day.
Thanks for looking and sharing in my geat adventure!
Zeke
