Definitely myself but I’ve only gotten that bad before the moose hunts. I think what gets me inside is the unknown…. which is classic Alaska.
On the first hunt up there. I was planning the trip for my father, uncle and I. I spearheaded the whole thing. Everything from what gear to buy, logistics to and from, air taxi, and actual hunt locations. I felt the pressure no doubt but felt good about all my decisions. It hit me the hardest when my first 3 locations were already taken by other camps. We landed and as I was setting up camp by myself, waiting on the other two guys, I was sick to my stomach thinking to myself, “what did I get us all into.” Once we were a couple days in, all those emotions went away and we ended up having the most epic trip ever with my uncle and father taking great bulls and memories I look back on almost daily.
The second trip up there with my cousin, once again I was a wreck emotionally. I didn’t show it but I felt it inside even though I felt like I was prepared as good as I could have been. I remember when training for the hunt I would day dream about taking my first bull. I’d close my eyes and envision walking up to it. I put a lot of unnecessary pressure on myself…. How would I explain going up there twice and not bringing back a bull of my own? I just couldn’t bare with the thought of defeat. That hunt ended up being epic as well with my cousin and I both tagged out on big bulls.
The third hunt up there wasn’t as stressful at all but the pressure was still there. Not nearly as bad as the first two hunts. I felt like I had caught a groove, really had my gear list dialed in and a had good grasp on how to hunt moose.
The plan is to go back in 2027 and I’m sure all those emotions will come back. I really enjoy all the prep work leading up to the hunt. It’s the best feeling being at the airport knowing where you’re going and what you get to experience for the next couple of weeks…. It’s always the unknown of Alaska that gets me stirred up.