PredatorX
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First solo backpack hunt is in the books. I wanted to throw this out there as I sit here with empty coolers and second guess my tactics a bit.
I arrived on wed. Afternoon before Colorado first rifle.
Plan A was to glass on high above treeline. I was expecting warmer weather. High country seemed to get a bit of snow...4 wheel drive snow. Anyways, I hiked up to around 11k feet and found myself in more of a survival situation with the cold that I decided to move to lower elevation. Never got to my glassing spot.
At lower elevation I found a large herd out in the open on wintering grounds. I was then able to backdoor them. I knew they weren't going to stay in the wide open long at around 11:30.
As luck would have it I started to run into some cows on their way back up around 2 pm. I dropped my hilleberg and laid low. That night elk talk broke loose and rose my excitement. Heard grunting, chuckling, bugling. Man it was awesome. Did not hear any talk Friday morning but I continued to lay low. Early Fri evening, I hear a bull rip a bugle over my headphones as I listened to a kifarucast podcast. As the sun is setting I hear some more bulging / noise and peek out. I eventually notice movement about 100 yards away and see a spike, 3 cows and a decent bull bringing up the rear. Only 12 or 13 hours before season opens. Yes my rifle was next to me and no I did not pick it up!
Of course I couldn't sleep Friday night before opener. I got up on the ridge and waited for them to come back up. They never showed up.
The weather started to get a little warmer before the cold came on. I suspect two things happened. 1. The big herd got broken up and the bull I saw was just taking off with the cows he was able to acquire.
2. The elk just moved up to higher country. Snow was melting and it was getting warmer.
On Sunday, got around 3-4". No bugling and all I could do was some 2 mile perimiter checks trying to cut tracks. All I ever found were a couple cow tracks coming off the mountain heading lower.
I basically was slowly skirting the open and clear cut areas at dusk and dawn.
I woke up to about 0 degrees on Monday morning and it drained the life meter right out of me. I put on one last perimiter check and found no fresh tracks so I headed home.
So here I am sitting in concrete land where it is noisy as heck. I feel like I have ptsd of sorts. It is quiet and peaceful in the mountains but i missed my chaotic family. I am second guessing my tactics and now I wish I would have extended my range to 5+ miles to try and pick them up again. I also wish I would have grinded it out at least one more day.
0 degree bag for me next time vs 20 and maybe should have tried harder to find them again. (Hike more miles). Is this how elk hunting goes and is there anything I should have done differently? I feel like I missed a good opportunity with the snow. Hiking in the snow isn't the easiest however.
I have elk hunted a few years now and I find it is easy to get close to them...after you locate them. I never want to leave anything on the table again, because this is misery knowing that I left early a hunt I had been planing all year.
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I arrived on wed. Afternoon before Colorado first rifle.
Plan A was to glass on high above treeline. I was expecting warmer weather. High country seemed to get a bit of snow...4 wheel drive snow. Anyways, I hiked up to around 11k feet and found myself in more of a survival situation with the cold that I decided to move to lower elevation. Never got to my glassing spot.
At lower elevation I found a large herd out in the open on wintering grounds. I was then able to backdoor them. I knew they weren't going to stay in the wide open long at around 11:30.
As luck would have it I started to run into some cows on their way back up around 2 pm. I dropped my hilleberg and laid low. That night elk talk broke loose and rose my excitement. Heard grunting, chuckling, bugling. Man it was awesome. Did not hear any talk Friday morning but I continued to lay low. Early Fri evening, I hear a bull rip a bugle over my headphones as I listened to a kifarucast podcast. As the sun is setting I hear some more bulging / noise and peek out. I eventually notice movement about 100 yards away and see a spike, 3 cows and a decent bull bringing up the rear. Only 12 or 13 hours before season opens. Yes my rifle was next to me and no I did not pick it up!
Of course I couldn't sleep Friday night before opener. I got up on the ridge and waited for them to come back up. They never showed up.
The weather started to get a little warmer before the cold came on. I suspect two things happened. 1. The big herd got broken up and the bull I saw was just taking off with the cows he was able to acquire.
2. The elk just moved up to higher country. Snow was melting and it was getting warmer.
On Sunday, got around 3-4". No bugling and all I could do was some 2 mile perimiter checks trying to cut tracks. All I ever found were a couple cow tracks coming off the mountain heading lower.
I basically was slowly skirting the open and clear cut areas at dusk and dawn.
I woke up to about 0 degrees on Monday morning and it drained the life meter right out of me. I put on one last perimiter check and found no fresh tracks so I headed home.
So here I am sitting in concrete land where it is noisy as heck. I feel like I have ptsd of sorts. It is quiet and peaceful in the mountains but i missed my chaotic family. I am second guessing my tactics and now I wish I would have extended my range to 5+ miles to try and pick them up again. I also wish I would have grinded it out at least one more day.
0 degree bag for me next time vs 20 and maybe should have tried harder to find them again. (Hike more miles). Is this how elk hunting goes and is there anything I should have done differently? I feel like I missed a good opportunity with the snow. Hiking in the snow isn't the easiest however.
I have elk hunted a few years now and I find it is easy to get close to them...after you locate them. I never want to leave anything on the table again, because this is misery knowing that I left early a hunt I had been planing all year.
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