LongCaribine
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First let say I don't have pictures
. I got caught up in the moment and didn't take any. Ok, we got to FHL Friday afternoon for the cow elk hunt. We went to the orientation briefing. The breif was actually pretty good. There were a lot hunters there that had never hunted FHL before. The staff at FHL really had their "stuff" in one sock. We knew what areas we would or could hunt for the entire week. Saturday and Sunday had areas 13E, 22 and 24 open for muzzleloaders/archery hunters only. We started in 22.
First thing in the morning 6:50 we run up on about 40 pigs feeding under an old oak tree. I thought about taking one but there was a voice in the back of my head saying "you came for elk and it's early" so we let em walk. We saw a lot of bulls throughout the day and when I say a lot I'm talking 20-30. So if you have a bull tag and area 22 is open I would be there. We saw a herd of cows on the range and they weren't moving. They laid down all day! We drove through area 24 and saw a herd of 30 or so cows with 2 bulls but they were in area 20, go figure. As we were calling it a day and heading out of area 22 we came across a dozen pigs down by the river. So now I'm ready to take one. I range them at 150yards, I close the distance to about 40 yards and shoot high! I was like WTF, how did that happen. I'll tell you how, operator error. I went Tommy Boy on it. Well as I'm reloading they are still there in a panic and as I'm fumbling, fat fingering the cap they take off to the river. Gone, no pig, no elk for Saturday.
Sunday we head back to Area 22. We started on the range side walking and glassing. Nothing but more bulls. So we head to the back side of 22 and work the river bottom. Run into more bulls but no cows. I'm getting a little discouraged now. We decide to go the other end of the zone work the river bottom there. On the way there, BAM there they are! A nice herd of 70 or so cows, with a couple of bulls with them, in the field feeding and moving NW I guess. We drive about a half a mile up the road. I jump out, grab my gear and start moving through the brush trying to ge to a point that would put me in a good shooting position if they made it to me.
I set up and here they come! About 200 yards away, I'm glassing them and they have no idea I'm there. The wind was perfect. Everything is coming together. They get to about 150 yards and BOOM! Somebody is at the back side of this field and I can't see them but they shot at a cow and now they are running, towards me but they are on the go! My buddy is in the truck on the road, they see him and turn back to the field. I finally get a good angle, quartering away, shot. The only thing I didn't like was she was running. I put the crosshairs on the front of her chest and squeeze one off. I can't see anythign because of the smoke. Now they are running their a$$es off and I lose track of which one I shot at. I reload and walk to where she was when I shot. I see blood. We start tracking and it starts raining, Great! We get about 40 yards from her and she jumps up and starts running to the river. I can't get another shot off. We watch where she went in and continue tracking. Any other time I give her more time but with the rain I was afraid we wouldn't get her. Bottom line is we tracked her and found her down in the river bottom. I had to shoot her one more time. My first shot was back and a BAD shot. She is quartered and hanging in the cooler.
I do have some really good video of the whole weekend except for the actual elk I harvest. The blacktail are in the rut. I saw more wild life this weekend than all weekends combined at FHL. I'll post the video after I get it back from my buddy. His kids are going to edit it and make a nice video. All in all it was a great weekend.
First thing in the morning 6:50 we run up on about 40 pigs feeding under an old oak tree. I thought about taking one but there was a voice in the back of my head saying "you came for elk and it's early" so we let em walk. We saw a lot of bulls throughout the day and when I say a lot I'm talking 20-30. So if you have a bull tag and area 22 is open I would be there. We saw a herd of cows on the range and they weren't moving. They laid down all day! We drove through area 24 and saw a herd of 30 or so cows with 2 bulls but they were in area 20, go figure. As we were calling it a day and heading out of area 22 we came across a dozen pigs down by the river. So now I'm ready to take one. I range them at 150yards, I close the distance to about 40 yards and shoot high! I was like WTF, how did that happen. I'll tell you how, operator error. I went Tommy Boy on it. Well as I'm reloading they are still there in a panic and as I'm fumbling, fat fingering the cap they take off to the river. Gone, no pig, no elk for Saturday.
Sunday we head back to Area 22. We started on the range side walking and glassing. Nothing but more bulls. So we head to the back side of 22 and work the river bottom. Run into more bulls but no cows. I'm getting a little discouraged now. We decide to go the other end of the zone work the river bottom there. On the way there, BAM there they are! A nice herd of 70 or so cows, with a couple of bulls with them, in the field feeding and moving NW I guess. We drive about a half a mile up the road. I jump out, grab my gear and start moving through the brush trying to ge to a point that would put me in a good shooting position if they made it to me.
I set up and here they come! About 200 yards away, I'm glassing them and they have no idea I'm there. The wind was perfect. Everything is coming together. They get to about 150 yards and BOOM! Somebody is at the back side of this field and I can't see them but they shot at a cow and now they are running, towards me but they are on the go! My buddy is in the truck on the road, they see him and turn back to the field. I finally get a good angle, quartering away, shot. The only thing I didn't like was she was running. I put the crosshairs on the front of her chest and squeeze one off. I can't see anythign because of the smoke. Now they are running their a$$es off and I lose track of which one I shot at. I reload and walk to where she was when I shot. I see blood. We start tracking and it starts raining, Great! We get about 40 yards from her and she jumps up and starts running to the river. I can't get another shot off. We watch where she went in and continue tracking. Any other time I give her more time but with the rain I was afraid we wouldn't get her. Bottom line is we tracked her and found her down in the river bottom. I had to shoot her one more time. My first shot was back and a BAD shot. She is quartered and hanging in the cooler.
I do have some really good video of the whole weekend except for the actual elk I harvest. The blacktail are in the rut. I saw more wild life this weekend than all weekends combined at FHL. I'll post the video after I get it back from my buddy. His kids are going to edit it and make a nice video. All in all it was a great weekend.







