Hunted opening day through the following Friday 9/6. Saw a 5x5 first evening at 50 yards thought he would come to me but he went up the cliff instead of down to me. No Shot. Not much action, but lots of fresh sign. Dry. Hot. A few showers but hardly enough to keep the dust down for 15 mins.
Thurs morning the 5th my buddy and I crept down a deep drainage to get up through the dark timber and onto the finger leading from feed and water to the bedding area and avoid blowing the elk out. We go down then come up to get the wind in our face. I finally got to my spot (deep beetle kill timber with no skid trails so rough sledding) about 7:05 and hear elk crashing and cow call after cow call over where my buddy set up. I figured he shot an elk. Good.
I get set up, range some spots, call and have branches breaking in front of me. I have an elk coming! I'm nocked on, waiting, watching, listening.....nothing. I try to call again and my reed is wet and jammed. Like a dumbass I put down my bow and go to clean the reed and the bull jumps 25 yards in front behind thick brush and trees. He didn't spook hard so I call and he starts circling to my right inside 30 yards. I draw as he passes a tree and he starts into my next spot at 32 yards so I know I am dead on range wise. But I can't find my peep. It twisted. I get the pin on and the arrow deflects and kills a pine tree instead of the bull. Bull jumps but then walks off, not a hard crashing departure so he was still puzzled by what he encountered.
After an hour I go dig my arrow out of the pine and work over to my buddy. He shows me the setup and where he shot the bull. No blood for 20-30 yards then a little. Dark. i'm thinking liver shot. We track it along the top until it starts to drop off and then hear the bull crash off down the steep timber below. Damn!
We back out and go back to camp and come back at 3. In the meantime a monsoon rolled through with hard rain and hail. Any blood would be washed away and tracks ruined. We decide to start below where we first started up from the drainage figuring he bailed off down there and laid up to die. Worked perfect, we spot the bull and commence butchering him up. Takes 2 loads for 3 of us with his wife taking small 20 lb loads. I took out both hind quarters. it was rough as usual. Nice 5X6 scoring in the 250" range which ain't bad for a flatttops OTC unit under 2 miles from the main FS road.
I go back to try and fill my tag this weekend.