Well, got out on my trapline to look for mr bull. Opening morning and not 5 min into my bunt i came across this cow. She had me pegged and sat looking at me. I decided to take the photo and hoped she would just carry on feeding. I was wrong and she trotted off. I made my way i to the cut in hopes of a bull being close by. I did not see one but man did I hear him. Never have i heared a bull roar or bark. It made the hair on my neck stand tall and got the adrenaline flowing.
I tried a few grunts and groans then hit the small bush to imitate raking. He roared a few more times and then slowly went away. I never did lay eyes on it. Sunday was uneventful and today my father got to witness the roar hime self. It was his first time as well.
Regardless of harvesting my moose this weekend I sure appreciated the time spent in the woods listening and learning. See ya in a week mr Bull.
Few snaps.
I tried a few grunts and groans then hit the small bush to imitate raking. He roared a few more times and then slowly went away. I never did lay eyes on it. Sunday was uneventful and today my father got to witness the roar hime self. It was his first time as well.
Regardless of harvesting my moose this weekend I sure appreciated the time spent in the woods listening and learning. See ya in a week mr Bull.
Few snaps.