- Location
- South Cariboo, B.C.
This may be just a case of wolves being curious but there seemed to be alot of hungery wolves and very little moose around on our hunt.
This years bull moose hunt had me packing my bow due to not drawing a permit in the area we usually put in. I also was unsuccessful at drawing goat and grizz. The archery season was during the rut so I figured my chances were pretty good. I called out 5 bulls last year at the same time and 2 stood broadside at bow range, one I took with my rifle.
I have a spot in this area that is a gated off wood lot that they horse log in. There usually a group of moose in there rutting along with some deer and bears wolves etc. As I hiked in and called in the first small cut I noticed no fresh moose sign. Odd I thought. There were plenty of wolf tracks though. I wasn’t too worried because the better cuts were up higher. Before I got off the skidder trail to the road going in, I jumped a wolf at 10 yards. He put the brakes on right in front of me. I was wearing 3D Leafy Wear with a mask and he obviously had no clue what I was. I fumbled to quickly get an arrow out of my quiver and it tried to bolt. I let out a soft bull grunt and it stopped again and gave me the head to toe look a couple of times before finally locking onto my eyes. He then trotted off. Immediately after he was gone, another came into view in the same spot at 10 yards (I was at a T in the trail). I had an arrow nocked but still was trying to get my release aid attached. He hesitated and then bolted. I then was at full draw as another bolted by. No time for a shot. I grunted a couple of times and then peeked around the bush and seen a smaller black one turn and bolt back the way he came. I looked the other way and the first 3 were milling around at about 100 yards watching me. I stepped back and hoped the little black bastard would try a sneak by and catch up with the rest of the pack.
I waited about 30 seconds before I noticed a wolf sitting on a game trail straight ahead watching me. There was bush in the way so I didn’t think I was going to get a clean shot. He vanished but to where I don’t know. The other 4 wolves were now out of sight.
I waited a few more minutes grinning. This was quite the experience. I’ve never been this close to live wolves in the wild and I nearly took one with my bow. From my experience, it’s all but done. Wolves are pretty slippery so I went back to my moose hunt. I walked up the next skidder trail about 60 yards and I heard something beside me. One of those damn wolves was following me, or was it one I hadn’t seen yet? I looked in my quiver and counted what I already knew, 3 arrows. At this point I came to realize that these wolves still had no idea I was human. This camo works really well and I’ve had deer bed all around me before while I sat out in the open in front of a spotting scope. I’m also making moose sounds. I have no transportation because I was dropped off. I decided to finally let these guys know I was human and took off my mask and gave him a holler. Just then, another one on the other side of me runs off. I’m actually being surrounded. I went from being suspicious to very concerned. The one that I could see never even looked concerned. He just stepped out of sight without making a sound. He was looking at me with his head very low. I decided it was time to walk out of there and return the next day with a rifle. I neither saw nor heard them on my way out and when I returned, their tracks were all over mine all the way out to the cable. We never saw them neither.
Our whole trip we heard wolves night and day. The moose hunting was the worst it had been in years. I’ll be back for a deer rut hunt. There will be no leaves on the trees. I hope to thin a few out.
This years bull moose hunt had me packing my bow due to not drawing a permit in the area we usually put in. I also was unsuccessful at drawing goat and grizz. The archery season was during the rut so I figured my chances were pretty good. I called out 5 bulls last year at the same time and 2 stood broadside at bow range, one I took with my rifle.
I have a spot in this area that is a gated off wood lot that they horse log in. There usually a group of moose in there rutting along with some deer and bears wolves etc. As I hiked in and called in the first small cut I noticed no fresh moose sign. Odd I thought. There were plenty of wolf tracks though. I wasn’t too worried because the better cuts were up higher. Before I got off the skidder trail to the road going in, I jumped a wolf at 10 yards. He put the brakes on right in front of me. I was wearing 3D Leafy Wear with a mask and he obviously had no clue what I was. I fumbled to quickly get an arrow out of my quiver and it tried to bolt. I let out a soft bull grunt and it stopped again and gave me the head to toe look a couple of times before finally locking onto my eyes. He then trotted off. Immediately after he was gone, another came into view in the same spot at 10 yards (I was at a T in the trail). I had an arrow nocked but still was trying to get my release aid attached. He hesitated and then bolted. I then was at full draw as another bolted by. No time for a shot. I grunted a couple of times and then peeked around the bush and seen a smaller black one turn and bolt back the way he came. I looked the other way and the first 3 were milling around at about 100 yards watching me. I stepped back and hoped the little black bastard would try a sneak by and catch up with the rest of the pack.
I waited about 30 seconds before I noticed a wolf sitting on a game trail straight ahead watching me. There was bush in the way so I didn’t think I was going to get a clean shot. He vanished but to where I don’t know. The other 4 wolves were now out of sight.
I waited a few more minutes grinning. This was quite the experience. I’ve never been this close to live wolves in the wild and I nearly took one with my bow. From my experience, it’s all but done. Wolves are pretty slippery so I went back to my moose hunt. I walked up the next skidder trail about 60 yards and I heard something beside me. One of those damn wolves was following me, or was it one I hadn’t seen yet? I looked in my quiver and counted what I already knew, 3 arrows. At this point I came to realize that these wolves still had no idea I was human. This camo works really well and I’ve had deer bed all around me before while I sat out in the open in front of a spotting scope. I’m also making moose sounds. I have no transportation because I was dropped off. I decided to finally let these guys know I was human and took off my mask and gave him a holler. Just then, another one on the other side of me runs off. I’m actually being surrounded. I went from being suspicious to very concerned. The one that I could see never even looked concerned. He just stepped out of sight without making a sound. He was looking at me with his head very low. I decided it was time to walk out of there and return the next day with a rifle. I neither saw nor heard them on my way out and when I returned, their tracks were all over mine all the way out to the cable. We never saw them neither.
Our whole trip we heard wolves night and day. The moose hunting was the worst it had been in years. I’ll be back for a deer rut hunt. There will be no leaves on the trees. I hope to thin a few out.