It would be impossible to put into words the wonderful time I had with my hunting trip. Having the time to spend with family and such a great group of folks in such a beautiful part of our country totally exceeded my expectations. My Father-in Law drove up to my place from Lincoln, NE and stayed a night. we decided to cut the full drive from Windsor, Co up to Idaho Falls, ID into 2 days. So we stopped at Rock Springs Wy for the night to recharge. The types of conversations a we would normally have were totally different during a long drive with the excitement of hunting at the end of it. I got to know my 75 year old Father-in-Law and he got to know me a lot more than we have in our trip. I have been in this family now for 21 years. It was great to have this time alone to share our experiences and thoughts on various topics. Folks get to talking about different stuff when you have that excitement of hunting at the end of your trip!
Once we got to my Brother-in-laws house in Idaho Springs we spent 2 nights there getting the last few details taken care of. Man we have so much in common and I sure wish we lived closer. We caught up on our projects we are working on..and the ones that just sit on the back burner..heh..I got to see the automated chicken plucker he made. That thing works slick! 30 seconds in it after a dip in boiling water and the feathers are gone! I guess they will test it out on ducks and geese later this year.
I rode up with my Brother-in-Law for the 2 hr drive to camp. What beautiful country! I know the area I live in is a high altitude desert but this was to the next level. Tons of hills and mountains and little trees. Lots and lots of Sage though! I had to pleasure to hunt with a group of folks that have been hunting this area together for 13 years. They all had their campers up there a few weeks before the season started. This camp site was right off the road and you could see for miles. very unlike I am used to in Colorado where once you are in the mountains you are in the trees! You have to know where there are NOT trees. Here it is a matter of knowing where there ARE trees! LOL. So everyone gathers together in one camper to share in supper and devise the plan for the next day. The next morning everyone loaded up and drove up to some spot where we all unloaded the 4 wheelers and such and everyone went out to their pre-determined spot. Lucky I got to use my sister-in-laws 4wheeler..off in the wild we went! Here are some pictures of where I sat in the morning. I got to see multiple Bulls, and Bucks but no Cows.. Everyone had Cow tags.
My heard sure did get to pumping when I spied this one!
There was all kinds of weather to be had. Beautiful like the first day, then cold windy and rain, then cold windy and snow, then nice again, and of course that little problem when the clouds are just too low. One morning I could only see about 50 yards..some of the people walking the trees were getting lost and the fog was not lifting so we got them all out of there. The 3rd day the 4wheeler just would not make it up to the spot I had been sitting at in the morning. All 4 wheels a spinnin but the snow and icy rocks won. I got to sit much lower on the mountain. But due to the fog..it did not matter.
Mid day drives were great for scouting to see what we could see. Here I thought we were right off the road in this strange camping spot. Little did I know it was tucked right behind..well..EVERYTHING.. So we could be there making noise and running generators and the animals would continue on their normal business. A little ride on in the truck or 4 wheeler..when the truck just would not cut it.. and we were in valley after valley with fingers and ridges all over creation. I could not believe how a whole herd of Elk could be just bedding down right on the middle of a hill side and you would never know it unless you were at just the right angle and looking at just the right time as you moved past. It is deceiving what all is out there among what looks simply like some rolling hills and spots of trees here and there. The terrain is very complex and the Elk know how to use it! It was easy to tell where Montana was.. Holy bunches of very steep jagged mountains batman! One of the drives very close to the border we came across these 3 Bucks laying down mid day. They were not scared of us..just annoyed.. They waited until we were about 400 yards away, then they would move another 400..but we were going the same direction..so they moved again..just enough to stay away. They said this was a very strange year. Almost like they were still in rut or something the way the Bulls were walking around as care free as they were…as if they had something else on their mind.. :whistle:
All in all they had seen more Bulls then they ever had for this season. And the Cows were staying in the brush. Even when walking through the brush they would stay in it and circle around rather than leave for the next area. Even with that most of the tags were filled.
Did I get one? Well..hard to say. We found a heard moving up the hill side of some draws leading into a stream. They were heading up river for sure.. Me and my Brother-in Law got both got a shot as they crested. When we arrived, there was one down. Be both shoot the same caliber.. so :unsure: I guess I can say maybe? LOL.
My brothers hobby’s are shooting, hunting and butchering. So I figured I had better learn from the best while I could. I ended up gutting a few and finishing them up back at camp so they were ready to hang.
Myself and my knife got one heck of a workout.