I’m I had an either sex tag. I was legal to take a cow.
I searched the area for over an hour prior to the sun going down with zero indication of a hit, not one drop of blood, bile, or hair in fresh snow. There was more fresh snow the next morning which meant recovery would be next to impossible.
At the time I was 100% sure we were in the right spot. In all my years of hunting I’d never shot an animal and had zero blood in fresh snow. I truely believed I missed... My scope had to have gotten bumped I figured.
Looking back now maybe I didn’t. Maybe I really wasn’t in the right spot. I’m not sharing this story because I feel ******* great about what happened. I honestly feel terrible about the whole thing... I’m sharing it to let folks know that things don’t always go as planned. I hope folks learn from this, and don’t make the same mistakes we did.
Sure, it’s easy to say sitting in your warm house on your shitter “you should’ve gone back and looked.” Hell, now I wish I had too. But I 100% thought I had to have missed after I scoured that hillside the night before. Between that and coming the closest I ever home to come to a deadly hypothermic event, all our clothes being wet, along with temps still in the single digits we collectively decided the safe thing to do was go to the truck and regroup.
Was that the right call? I don’t know. I know I really wanted that elk. I also know I wasn’t leaving a widowed single mother over it either. Hunting doesn’t follow a script. But sitting here and criticizing someone for making a safety call in extreme weather doesn’t help anyone either.
Hey brother-don't let every keyboard commando's critiques get to you. I applaud you for sharing an honest recap of your hunt. In fairness, I too thought right away you owed it to the animal to return the next day and search. However, since none of us were there, and I'm assuming you didn't provide every single detail of your situation, condition and what factored into your decision making, no one can truly say what they would have done in the same situation.
I do think it is good you posted, as their are good lessons others can gleam from your hunt as you pointed out. I don't know any hunter that has never second guessed himself, or had a regret over a decision....
Certainly understand bailing off the mountain if your well-being is in jeopardy. That said, and maybe I just missed this in the recap. But if your search that night didn’t take you at least to the spot where you thought you saw the elk fall, then a trip back the next day was warranted. If I found no sign of a hit where the elk was standing and no blood trail, I’d search the area where I last had a visual. Even if I didn’t think it fell.
Sure you made a safety call, took care of your safety then went back out hunting instead of looking for your elk.
I shot a bull this year at 220 yards off hand, broadside double lung shot with a 7mm RM and didn't even hit a rib. Elk traveled 75 yards without leaving a blood trail.
Your story is kind of falling apart as your last post mentioned fresh snow so why did you scourer the hill side when you had fresh snow to track the elk in?
I'm not judging but you can bet I would have gotten dried out and been back on the hill looking the next day especially with cold temps and snow to help with spoilage. Even if I didn't want to go back because it was to far or steep, I made a shot so it's my responsibility to exhaust all options. An hour looking like you stated is not enough looking.