A true elk story for Jen
I'll tell you won, This story is in respons to "My Score" on the Fish board. enjoy Ps this is not the same bull but one the year before.About two years ago I was packing a 5X5 Bull Elk out of the starky unit in september at 7pm I had a cat following me at about 20 yards he was useing bushes for cover. I just knocked a arrow and kept walking it was getting dark fast and I was in a dark canyon I had a hind quarter and a front quarter on my pack board and I knew I was not going to out run it or climb anything, So I picked up the pace a bit and found that, that got him in even closer so I turned and tried to pull my bow back and get a arrow off at him but this was a little hard after all I had a 100lb's on my back. Anyway I missed , he ran up the hill about 50 yards and kept following, I finally got to the truck with the meat in the dark and threw it in the back and thought about getting the rest the next morning but that was not going to happen because the wife knew I was comming home that night and I had to work the next day so I sat in the truck for about a hour and honked the horn a few times. then grabbed the lantern and started to make the 3 mile trip back to were the bull was.
Did you ever see the movie Jeramia Johnson ? there was this guy who talked real loud to himself. Well that was me the whole way back and every noise made me think of bigfoot and cats and bears and well you get the picture. I got to the kill sight and the meat was still hanging in the game bags but the gut pile already had some visiters and low and behold there were COUGER TRACKS!!! Now I'm 3 miles back in this canyon with a bow and a lantern and the rack both quarters on my back Im tired and scared **** less and all by myself. The trip out was almost the death of me. Id go a 100 yards and stop, try to catch my breath, and my glasses would fog up and I could see better with out them and I'm darn near blind with out them, so I took them off and then Id go 50 yards and my legs just started to give out and I was sweeting and I heard something up the hill behind me and I freaked!!! I struggeled to get up and run , but the weight was too much and my leg gave out going over some blow down and that was the end of my lantern. I thought I would just pull out my flash light but I left it in my fanny pack back at the truck. I just screamed (help!!!) as if some one would come to my rescue. I then find that my glasses that I took off and put in my pocket were gone. they fell out somewere along the trail.
Lucky for me there was a full moon that night and I could kind of make out the trail, I got off it a few times but I always got back on so after a few hours of go fifty yards and rest it happened again! I heard a animal running at me from up on the hill I started to kind of run, and then I saw my truck up in the distince the white ford just seamed to glow, but this animal was on a dead run at me and it was to late he was on me! I was screaming and I felt his clause on my chest and then I went down to the ground and tried to cover my face and neck and then I felt him licking my hand and then I felt his cold nose near my ear and then I heard A load shout (Zip, come zip!!) yes thats right it was a Damn Dog>> Scared the **** out of me, I mean I was crying and all. Felt stupid to. Appearently some one decided to camp near the trail head and they got a great laugh at my expence.
Cheers Rich
[ 11-22-2003, 08:00 PM: Message edited by: gottafish ]
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