Day two has another great buck hitting the ground. Day three was a bust. Day four was a huge surprise to us all and will go down as one of my best days hunting ever. Dylan and I were on top of a ridge we had become very familiar with while chasing bucks when suddenly a nice buck presented a shot opportunity. I shot and killed him and then tried to help Dylan get on another buck that was just to our left. That didn’t pan out so we went to grab our packs. On the way back, we ran into some very serious luck. It’s incredibly rare to have two bull elk run straight toward you while you happen to have an elk tag in your pocket and a 300 Win Mag in your hands.
For those that might be interested in knowing… after getting everything home and finishing up the European mount on my bull, I decided to measure him. His gross score is (unofficially - obviously) 330 5/8”. This bull is my third largest and I was shocked to have seen a bull of this size on that unit. I had his teeth cut to determine the bulls age. Tooth data came back and tells that he was a 9.5 year old bull. Making him the second oldest bull I’ve ever taken and a very special bull to have somehow been able to avoid being killed by thousands of hunters for that long.
Enjoy.
18 ноя 2022
