My first bull is down.
Friday afternoon rain storm in the high country allowed me to slip in on a five point bull.
One arrow with a trophy taker shuttle T did the job.
Bull went twenty yards, then fell all within sight.
My seventh year bowhunting elk, the seventh bull I saw this year, on the seventh day of the season I shot him on the seventh hour of hunting that day.
Was hunting by myself, and was four and a half miles back in, with the last mile being all blow down timber.
Loaded my pack full of meat and started down the mountain, after the first hour I still wasn't out of the blow down timber yet, it was hailing on me and temps were dropping near freezing. I decided to hang one of the deboned quarters and continue on after a few missteps almost left me stranded on the mountain.
Made it to the truck at midnight with the first load.
Caught a few hours sleep and woke with my right knee swollen.
Made the decision to call in a horse packer to get the bull of the mountain, with horses it still took six hours. That was the smartest move I could have made, and well worth it in my opinion.
Colorado, OTC public land bull
65 yard shot, bull was bedded in the open brown spot in first pic. I came in straight across the draw and stepped out from behind those trees for the shot. Had to let down once when the bull stood and quartered towards me. I waited and he turned broadside and I stepped out again with bow drawn. Was ready to let him walk if things weren't perfect, but everything fell into place and made the shot.
Now I've got the rest of the archery season to fill my mule deer tag.
Friday afternoon rain storm in the high country allowed me to slip in on a five point bull.
One arrow with a trophy taker shuttle T did the job.
Bull went twenty yards, then fell all within sight.
My seventh year bowhunting elk, the seventh bull I saw this year, on the seventh day of the season I shot him on the seventh hour of hunting that day.
Was hunting by myself, and was four and a half miles back in, with the last mile being all blow down timber.
Loaded my pack full of meat and started down the mountain, after the first hour I still wasn't out of the blow down timber yet, it was hailing on me and temps were dropping near freezing. I decided to hang one of the deboned quarters and continue on after a few missteps almost left me stranded on the mountain.
Made it to the truck at midnight with the first load.
Caught a few hours sleep and woke with my right knee swollen.
Made the decision to call in a horse packer to get the bull of the mountain, with horses it still took six hours. That was the smartest move I could have made, and well worth it in my opinion.
Colorado, OTC public land bull
65 yard shot, bull was bedded in the open brown spot in first pic. I came in straight across the draw and stepped out from behind those trees for the shot. Had to let down once when the bull stood and quartered towards me. I waited and he turned broadside and I stepped out again with bow drawn. Was ready to let him walk if things weren't perfect, but everything fell into place and made the shot.
Now I've got the rest of the archery season to fill my mule deer tag.
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