Hey Nate we drew rifle tags this year so I’m chomping at the bit. I’d love to come call for you and assist!Seems like this is about the only thread regarding elk hunting I can contribute to...
Friday afternoon took off work early and had enough time to go to one of "my" more productive elk spots in the Coast Range. Didn't hold out much hope considering I didn't get out of the pick-up until 3:45 and I haven't had much success with bugling bulls in that late in the day.
Start walking up the road about 100 yds from my truck and decide to let out a bugle down into the canyon for poops and grins. Bugle twice, nada. Put my tube back in my pack and start making the trek down the road and about 5 seconds later a bull rips off about 100 yards down into the canyon I just bugled into. So, the cat and mouse game begins of trying to call him in close enough to shoot, fall down the side of a fir and fern covered hill, try to establish footing on the pillow soft dirt, forecast where he will be, find a shooting lane, is it safe to walk and stumble with an arrow nocked at this point?, stop him once he's in a shooting lane, etc. Some of you here know exactly what I'm talking about.
I drop down in about 50 or 60 yds below the road and can see him coming towards me, but still about 50 yds below my location. Faint glimpses of his rack and tan body through the brush. I grunt, I stomp, I rake ferns, and I cut him off; all the things I know to do to get him to commit. And he did. I come around a vine maple and he's standing below me, broadside, with a fern partially covering the lower part of his belly. But, vitals exposed. However, he can now see me, as I'm in plain sight. Since he was at a steep angle below me, I stumbled for my rangefinder and finally got it steady enough: 38 yds. I drew, settled my 40 yd pin just above the fern and saw my bubble was off. As I attempted to level it back he starts walking, and it was only 2 steps until he was behind a Doug Fir despite my feeble attempts to cow call to a stop.
He heads back the direction I just came from still below me, so I double back in pursuit but at this point there's simply too much brush in the way. One more "opportunity" where he was about 30 yds below me looking straight on but I was behind some brush. If I step out obviously the jig is up. And that was that. He lost interest and back down into the abyss he went. I tried to circle down and around the road system to where he was going but he went silent. Ghosted me. He was the biggest Roosevelt I've seen with a tag in my pocket. A gorgeous, black antlered 6 point who swept back an crowned out.
Hunting these bulls in the Coast is so unbelievably frustrating by yourself. I can seem to find them, call them in, but cannot make the kill happen. It's just like with one person they are completely fixated on my location, so it's not like I can sneak ahead for a shot while his attention is on something/sounds 20 yds beyond me. Almost feels impossible to make it happen without an extreme amount of luck on my side. And the simple fact of the matter is, I'm not a lucky person.
Here's to the other posters on this thread making it happen, and being able to post in the "success" thread before the end of the season.
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