a little six'er

Went on a late DIY muzzy elk hunt last week, after 5days of trudging in a foot and half of snow, hoping to run into the migration, didn’t see a single elk for the 5 days.

I followed every fresh track I came across, only to see they weren’t stopping, just moving thru, all seemed to be heading south west, it was pretty frustrating not seeing even a cow, I hunted up high in timber pockets hoping to catch ‘em napping, nothing, hunted lower elevation, nada again.

on the 5th day I new I was getting nowhere fast, frustrated. so I posted alittle request for help here and some one answered the call...LOL

Well on the 6th day I got that tip on an area that the resident herd actually went thru after the snow fell, once again all tracks were heading south west, well by 4:00pm that afternoon I threw my hands up in the air, said a few choice words …I’m outta here...

Got back to my truck & took off, while winding my way out, too my surprise, I caught a group of elk out in the open, 2 six points, 3 spike’s & two cows, they knew they were busted and started looking which way to go, I flipped a u turn as if I was going away, they were heading south west. I glassed them and could see one 6 point bull looked to be about a 320 class bull, but he was smart and was keeping his head low and stayed in the middle of the group as not to expose himself.

I drove about ½ mile parked my truck and grabbed my muzzle loader, I got about 100 yards when I saw their heads bobbing above the sage brush, I dropped to one knee, ranged them @ 250yrds, as I was planning my next move they made a 90* turn and headed straight at me, with a spike in the lead, the spike spotted my truck and screeched to a halt, they all stopped and spied my truck, I ranged them again @ 127 yards, I waited for the bigger 6 point, but he would not give me a clean shot, then the smaller six steps out as to pose for the camera with is head high, I kept waiting for the bigger 6 to step clear from the group, nope!

30 seconds seemed like an eternity, while my wife’s voice screaming in my ears, “ you better bring some meet home this time no more waiting for a trophy”….. wife’s….some just don’t get!....

KaBoom! ….I shot the smaller 6 point, after the smoke cleared they were gone, man he dropped so fast I though I missed, I saw the heard again and counted the bulls, and one was missing, mine….

A few hoops and a holler, the excitement was over and the work began, I was alone! No one to help me with this guy, it took me and hour to ¼ & load him in the truck…..but worth every minute….