I posted the following paragraphs in response to a thread down the line in this forum. I thought it might be applicable to a broader audience of inexperienced hunters, who might be looking for some encouragement, so I’m sharing again here. Maybe it will help someone out.
I got lucky and drew a good Utah unit last year (we’ll just say it’s close to NV). I only had two points, and had not yet been able to spend time specifically hunting elk. Much of that country is so remote, and the pressure so regulated, that bulls tended to be really responsive to whatever we gave them. We were just a group of Texas guys, with no elk hunting experience, and we were in the middle of big bulls every day. We had over a dozen close encounters, put a stalk on an absolute stud, and had the time of our lives.
The point is: if you draw a good unit with limited pressure, and put in the work, it’s doable. I struggled for months with the decision of going guided or not, because I knew 2019 would likely be my last elk hunt in Utah for decades, if not ever, but I wouldn’t change my decision for anything. We didn’t end up killing a bull, but the adventure I shared with my buddies was something I could never replace. Not an ounce of regret here.
I got lucky and drew a good Utah unit last year (we’ll just say it’s close to NV). I only had two points, and had not yet been able to spend time specifically hunting elk. Much of that country is so remote, and the pressure so regulated, that bulls tended to be really responsive to whatever we gave them. We were just a group of Texas guys, with no elk hunting experience, and we were in the middle of big bulls every day. We had over a dozen close encounters, put a stalk on an absolute stud, and had the time of our lives.
The point is: if you draw a good unit with limited pressure, and put in the work, it’s doable. I struggled for months with the decision of going guided or not, because I knew 2019 would likely be my last elk hunt in Utah for decades, if not ever, but I wouldn’t change my decision for anything. We didn’t end up killing a bull, but the adventure I shared with my buddies was something I could never replace. Not an ounce of regret here.
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