LAST EDITED ON Nov-04-05 AT 09:33PM (MST)[p]Here?s a photo from my elk hunt this year?the story goes like this.
First thing in the morning, opening day, I decided to pass on a couple of spikes. Then around noon this bull walked to within 30 yards of me. My first shot was to his shoulder, quartering forward and it rocked him. He went down on his knee, but got right back up. At that point he turned and lunged downhill only to get about three steps before I quickly got two more good hits on him. He slid to a stop less than 20 yards from me.
I took me three days to pack him out on my back, and while I was sore from head to toe, I can't stop replaying those events over and over in my head...what a day.
First thing in the morning, opening day, I decided to pass on a couple of spikes. Then around noon this bull walked to within 30 yards of me. My first shot was to his shoulder, quartering forward and it rocked him. He went down on his knee, but got right back up. At that point he turned and lunged downhill only to get about three steps before I quickly got two more good hits on him. He slid to a stop less than 20 yards from me.
I took me three days to pack him out on my back, and while I was sore from head to toe, I can't stop replaying those events over and over in my head...what a day.