So, entirely too early this morning, we headed out to go try for my wife to fill her LEH cow elk tag. Bleery eyed and yawning, we hiked in through the wee morning light, and setup near a promising looking game trail that had fairly fresh elk sign on it. Got super still, and waited.
Maybe fifteen or twenty minutes later, a doe with a pair of fawns goes by. Followed a few minutes later by a spike whitetail, and a 3 point The Wife seriously considered taking, but decided not to in the name of elk hunting. About ten more minutes later, that turned out to be a very good call.
As if on cue, here came a small little group of elk – three cows and a one and a half year old calf. No yearlings to fret about, easy call. Ka-BOOM goes The Wife’s rifle, and it was all over but a lot of exhausting work. As easy as that, another year’s supply of meat, signed, sealed, and delivered.
Also, as a point of reference for those of you contemplating smaller more fuel efficient hunting transportation – you can get a cow elk in the back of a Chevy Tracker in one piece. It takes a bit of brute force and ignorance, but it can be done. And a related aside note, I forgot to take a picture of the Chevy Tracker with a whole cow elk in it. It was riding a little low in the back, and was a redneck sight to behold, indeed.