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Is it too late to get in your big buck contest?? Just kidding.
Anyway I just returned from the AZ Strip hunt after 15 years of applying. Conditions were tough, two snowstorms, rain, full moon, and alot of wind. The deer were starting to rut a little but it was spotty.
I passed on a couple of 200" bucks on opening day then it got really tough with the weather. This buck quit hitting the water catchment two weeks before the hunt started. We finally found him on the last day of the hunt.
He was sneaking down into a deep canyon where it looked like he'd been living for a while. I shot him going through the brush when my guide doe called him and he looked up at us. He was in the bottom and we were 360yds away at the top of the canyon head.
He scores 239 6/8" 34" wide with a 221" frame and 44 4/8" of mass. And he has only a 4 1/2" G4 on the left side and 1" of G1's (eye guards) If he had normal length on those things he'd be close to 260". The right side horn scores 116 4/8" by itself. We worked pretty hard to get this buck and I couldn't be happier. The strip is a pretty tough place to hunt under good conditions so this year was extremely tough.
This story came to me and I'm posting it, but at the same time I have some real concerns given the fact that in the one picture below it looks like the cougar is wearing a collar and not a tracking collar.
Bow season Cougar & Elk
From my friend Rick
So a cougar will attack an elk that is bigger, stronger, and faster than any human, a big dog and sidearm for outdoor walks may be good company.
These were taken by a friend of a guy I work with up near Waldo lake (above Oakridge about an hour and a half from Elkton) last Saturday. They were calling this Bull to them when out of nowhere this cat comes in and jumps on the Bulls ass! While the bull was busy trying to get the cat off his backside, Sam's buddy sticks the cat with an arrow. The cat rolled off the bull, ran about 30 yards and piled up.
The bull, obviously shaken, stands there wondering what has just happened,
as Sam's buddy puts an arrow through him next! True story!! The bull runs about 75 yards and falls over. Double lung on the bull, and right through the ticker on the cat. Now that's a braggin' rights story if I've ever heard one.
It was a nice bull, and Sam said it was a HUGE cat (you can see this from
the picture). His buddy who is holding the cat in the photo, stands about
6' 4" tall. They guessed the cat was pushing 200 lbs. For a cat to take on a mature Bull elk, you know he had to be a big one! Makes you kinda feel sorry for the bull. After just escaping a near death experience, he gets whacked by an archer, but I guess that was the original plan anyway.
This is a real good way to get shot during hunting season. Wearing camo and carrying antlers on your back. Ok, I'm starting to question intelligence here.
Sure looks like that cat is wearing a large "dog collar".
This guy from Texas fishing this week on the Big Thompson outside of Estes Park. It was his first ever fly-fishing venture. A crowd gathered on the highway to take pictures, including a Denver Post guy. One of the pics is on the front page of the Denver post.
Whoaa!!....How cool is that, go fly-fishing and catch a bull Elk.
I hunted this wooded spot Sunday evening and forgot my grunt call. No biggy I thought, calls have never worked for me anyway. The spot is a wooded patch between a creek and an open field. A 10pt came to the creek edge at 60 yards but would not cross to my side which would put him within shooting range, less than 40 yards. I watched helpless as he walked back into the woods same way he came. Gone.
Two days later, I climbed up the same tree only this time I brought the grunt call. Sure enough, 7:30am, this 10pt came out on the other side of the creek and I watched as he made two scrapes. However, he would not cross the creek. As he headed back into the woods at 70 yards I hit him with a light grunt call. Nothing. Second try, I hit him with a quick series of loud grunts and he stopped, turned around and started heading back toward me and the creek! Every 5 yards or so he would stop, look nervously around, and act like he was going to bolt out the same way he came. So, at every hesitation, I hit him with another call or series of grunt calls. Just like on TV, every time I called, he would head toward me. Then, finally, he crossed the creek. The buck popped up on my side stopping behind some bushes at 35 yards... no shot. One more grunt made him re-focus in my direction and he took another 5 or 6 steps. I drew back right before he hit the shooting lane, and.... whack!, arrowed him at 22 yards. He ran 60 or 70 yards and crashed! The total event took about 5 minutes to play out but it seemed like an hour. And, I was shaking uncontrollably the whole time But isn't that what it's all about.
Happy Hunting --Sam