Well .... I missed my elk this year. I had waited a few years to priority up on my antlerless elk and finally got the draw this year.
I thought I was ready - obviously not quite as prepared mentally as I thought I was.
I had a nice time wandering around with a friend of mine; we were wandering around in 108, which is very beautiful. I've lived on the prairie my whole life but I've never seen areas quite as beautiful as I was able to see this past weekend. Anyway that aside.
We were looking around for the better part of the day for a herd that we knew was around. We finally spotted them late in the afternoon. I actually thought it was a herd of horses at first until I was clued in otherwise.
We had to find a way to get around on the other side of them so the wind would be more favorable - this meant a little bit of a hike then a crawl up a hill. I'm a bit girthy so that part would have been humorous to anyone watching.
I don't think I was mentally prepared for the sheer size of the beast. When I first popped my head over the hill and saw the herd and then how large the bulls were and the cows! wow just magnificent. It took me a moment to compose myself.
I sat up and adjusted my scope ~230 yards; found a nice cow. Seemed a little more mature and didn't have any yearlings hanging around and she was on the outside of the herd; I figured this should be allright. A distance I've tuned in to on paper and can make the shot on.
I'm not sure what happened but when I put the scope up and tried to focus in the adrenaline hit pretty good and my ability went down the crapper. 2 shots aimed at the cow behind the shoulder; both seemed to miss. The first was standing and second shot I took while she was starting to move. No jump, no blood, no nothing........ I pulled that shot pretty good or hit the dirt.
The herd took off and they kept a ways off - just enough that I couldn't get a clear shot as we watched and kept on them.
Followed them around glassing for another hour just to make sure I didn't down the one - nothing down. I'm pretty sure as I'm watching them the bulls are having a good time laughing at me.
It was quite interesting to watch how spread out they were when I first came up on them and then after they moved the first time the bulls seemed to push the cows and yearlings to the back of the herd.
I'm going to try to steel up over the next couple of years and I'll have at it again.
I've hunted for deer and birds and haven't had this reaction in a very long time..........It's the damndest thing but I can't wait to go at it again.
-=King=-
I thought I was ready - obviously not quite as prepared mentally as I thought I was.
I had a nice time wandering around with a friend of mine; we were wandering around in 108, which is very beautiful. I've lived on the prairie my whole life but I've never seen areas quite as beautiful as I was able to see this past weekend. Anyway that aside.
We were looking around for the better part of the day for a herd that we knew was around. We finally spotted them late in the afternoon. I actually thought it was a herd of horses at first until I was clued in otherwise.
We had to find a way to get around on the other side of them so the wind would be more favorable - this meant a little bit of a hike then a crawl up a hill. I'm a bit girthy so that part would have been humorous to anyone watching.
I don't think I was mentally prepared for the sheer size of the beast. When I first popped my head over the hill and saw the herd and then how large the bulls were and the cows! wow just magnificent. It took me a moment to compose myself.
I sat up and adjusted my scope ~230 yards; found a nice cow. Seemed a little more mature and didn't have any yearlings hanging around and she was on the outside of the herd; I figured this should be allright. A distance I've tuned in to on paper and can make the shot on.
I'm not sure what happened but when I put the scope up and tried to focus in the adrenaline hit pretty good and my ability went down the crapper. 2 shots aimed at the cow behind the shoulder; both seemed to miss. The first was standing and second shot I took while she was starting to move. No jump, no blood, no nothing........ I pulled that shot pretty good or hit the dirt.
The herd took off and they kept a ways off - just enough that I couldn't get a clear shot as we watched and kept on them.
Followed them around glassing for another hour just to make sure I didn't down the one - nothing down. I'm pretty sure as I'm watching them the bulls are having a good time laughing at me.
It was quite interesting to watch how spread out they were when I first came up on them and then after they moved the first time the bulls seemed to push the cows and yearlings to the back of the herd.
I'm going to try to steel up over the next couple of years and I'll have at it again.
I've hunted for deer and birds and haven't had this reaction in a very long time..........It's the damndest thing but I can't wait to go at it again.
-=King=-




















































