Sorry man, been there! Misses suck but wounding & not finding is worse. Keep your chin up & Thanks!
P.S. Did you get him in range through calling? I assume you did being you hunt a lot of the country I'm generally in although different zones.
ElkNut
I did. It’s super thick and heavy here. Like a pine tree jungle.
It’s funny, because everything you eluded to happened lol. I basically trolled the mountain bugling where I’ve encountered them many times over the years. After some low bugling, I got a low response and I caught them at the end of their feeding time. From there, I kept up the calling to keep track of them as they moved to the bedding area. I always at least got a cow call back. The wind was perfect; blowing sideways and uphill across the hill and straight into my face.
I dogged them for about an hour loudly and aggressively. They finally planted in a heavy alder thicket like they always do. My usual self wanted to stop 80 yards out and try to wait them out to ambush or something, but I told myself “it’s the last day you’re camping here, don’t wuss out”, so I kept up the aggression and went to probably 25 yards uphill/downwind from where I figured he was bedded.
From there he didn’t want to talk back as much, but I kept ramping up the bugles anyway until I was lip bawling him to death. He had enough and finally came out downhill right where in thought he would, but wrapped himself up in the alders and raked and stomped everything in sight, leaving me no shot.
So I lip-bawled him again while he was too preoccupied to see me.
That set him off again, he circled back in the alders and decided to come around me from uphill, which put me in a crappy position with the wind and how I was kneeling. He showed himself and stood in a bush locked right on to me. I ended up twisting my body 180 and pulling my bow back and holding it for at least two minutes straight, no joke.
I was hoping he’d look away. I don’t know why, because it’s not like he was moving or going to outrun my arrow. Anyway; I made all the right decisions it seems right up until the shot. I should have released way earlier, and not fretted about him looking at me or the bush he was standing in.
I learn valuable lessons in the elk woods every year, and I think I learned more from this one than I have in a while.