What an amazing hunting season. Been blessed. Went to Alaska and got a moose. Went out in Idaho to scout, not really even meaning to get a deer yet, and got a decent 3x4.
This morning parked at a Black Friday sale parking lot trail head, hiked my ass off, got passed by four people on horses only to pass them back as it was getting light. Went to my spot, took a quick peek over the ridge with my bare eyes, didn't see anything obvious so went back to my pack to pee. Was going to change shirts but turned around, saw an elk on the next ridge with my bare eyes. Grabbed the Swaros, bull! Grabbed my rifle and range finder, moved up, ranged, waited for him to turn, quartering away at 433, BAM! He hobbled and spun around broadside, BAM! Double lung, done. Elk season lasted maybe 3 minutes.
On the next ridge was a good herd with a big bull and couple smaller bulls. Didn't care, so many people out I took the first shot I had. He's a 1x2 and will be great eating. After I got him the herd moved down, not up, and from all the shots I heard I'm guessing a few of them fell too.
Pics to come.
