Free: Contests & Raffles.
Due you live in Rourke or Yale. Have a kid with toutle cow tag.
OK, I will tell out story. My name is GH and I did not kill a 'trophy' Margaret bull........however I did the have the most successful elk season ever . Me and my son each killed out 1st WA bulls and have meat for the freezer. Our success is measured in the quality of time together, help and information from folks on this site, time spent in the field scouting 'Thanks, Chesapeake), and unsolicited help of hunters we met in the field getting our game out. Bar none, hands down this was a 'Quality Hunt'.Me and my son drew as a group with 11 combined points. From July on I had made several scouting runs up the hunters trail and Norway Pass routes. We pulled into camp late Friday evening and hit the sack after midnight. For those familiar with the trail, we crossed the creek at daylight. It was running strong enough, we wouldn't have done it in the dark. The first 3 days we spent fighting the fog on top, with visibilty under 25 yards at times. The 4th day we decided to wait for daylight and see if the weather would clear. It did, and we were behind our timeline to climb the mountain. We decided to go a different direction that I hadn't been and climb higher. We were seeing a lot of elk but no branched bulls. Late in the afternoon we spotted 2 bulls below. My son made a good shot on a 4x4. It was late in the afternoon and we were running short on daylight. We decided to go ahead and load packs and head down. Somehow I had lost my headlamp on Sunday (if someone finds one near Independance Pass) and my son had misplaced his. We hit timber at dark and made our way down 800' of steep timbered slope in the dark with one flashlight . That left 3/4 of a mile to Green River horse camp, which we stumbled into at 9:30. A welcome sight was a light in one camp. These folks were awesome, watered us and gave us the 2 1/2 mile ride to our camp. The following day we geared up for the climb and 2nd pack trip. As we were stratagizing the route, another group of hunters stopped (they had seen our light coming off the mountain the night before). Apparently they thought this old man was being overly ambitious and volunteered to help with packing out. These two young men spent their day helping my son pack the remainder of his bull, while I scouted for another. My son had to leave on Friday, so we had one day left to hunt together. We knew snow was coming, and some folks think it's a bad idea to hunt alone Thursday morning we spotted a herd with 2 bulls. I decided to make the 3 mile run from Norway Pass. With little to no cover, and wind in my face I got above and within 60 yards of most of the cows. An 85 yard shot in the back of the neck of a napping 4x5 finished our hunt. During the stalk I tried a long range shot and discovered my gun wouldn't shoot . The firing pin was stck I decided to continue and when the time was right it worked. The same hunters who had helped the day before had seen me start the stalk, and were watching with a spotting scope. By the time the sound of the shot reached them, these same 2 young men were putting their packs on and heading my way. I can't thank these two young men from Mossyrock enough. I packed a hindquarter and the rack the 3 miles out, just to show them I could I'm trying to get photo's from my son so I can post a couple. Call it what you want, this was my world class quality hunt.
