Hunt'n Time

Sunrise in the month of October - must mean it's time to go hunting....as much as possible.

I drew a tag for limited entry elk on the Three-Corners area in Dagget County. Fourteen years of applying finally paid off.













When we first got there it sure didn't look like a place a lot of elk would hang out.














We did find this draw that had a stock pond in it and just above the pond was a large elk wallow.

The hunt opened on Wednesday, and that night we found this draw. The next morning we were in here and chased two bulls around. I had a shot at one of them, but he was over three hundred yards away and when I sat down to shoot I couldn't see him. He was chasing another bull that had a herd of cows with him.














The next morning we were back in the same draw and had elk bugling all around us. After about 20 minutes we could tell one was moving away from us, so we went after him.

As we chased him it appeared that he was moving in the same direction as the day before, so we cut through the trees to head him off. When we stopped we were right on top of the herd. They were within 30 yards of us.














I only had a small window to see clearly through the trees and when the cows had gone by the bull was last in line. I shot him in the neck and he fell down like a rock.













Later that day we rode the scooters back in on an old road and were able to get close to where we shot him.

With the elk on the four-wheeler it was like riding a horse and looking over its head as you were going along!

It was a good time hanging out with big brother. It was a lot of work, but it could have been a lot worse.

When we got home, Alan helped me cut the elk up and it tastes great. I will never take one in to have processed again. This bull is better than the calf I shot a couple of years ago!













Elk hunt is over and it's time to take the boys deer hunting. We are back to the Uintas, where dad first went in 1957! We camped in the same spot.













Chris and I went over on Friday (Matt came over on Monday night). We hung out and relaxed in camp.













Even cousin Craig and his wife Lisa stopped by to say hello as a few deer walked right though camp!


















Chris has turned out to be a pretty good cook. After all the years of Alan giving him crap about being Camp Mary.













Matt finally got there and he and Chris had a great time. Here's Matt shooting a 44 mag at some poor innocent chipmunk!














During the middle of the week a couple of storms came through, it made it a little cold but didn't deliver the snow we needed to push things around.













We did a lot of hiking, even old dad was able to keep up with the boys. Well, I think Matt could have run circles around us all day long.















We got to see a herd of Rocky Mountian Sheep. The boys even walked within a few yards of them. We took lots of pictures.

Coming back into camp.













We had a small herd of elk run by all of us, and we were spread out in two draws.













Moose were everywhere. The first morning three bulls were together. Later, Chris watched them fight with each other. I walk within a few yards of two different cow moose.













What a great time. Didn't have to shoot a deer, got to see lots of wildlife, and most of all we got to spend time together and get away.

This must be it sunset on the month of October, maybe we can get out again next month!