Deer Season opened up Monday a week ago and the first chance I had to hunt was this weekend. I decided to take the wife out and hunt the Bear River Unit ( 681 ) in Washington. The wife came along and brought her compound. This is her first big game season and she was really excited.
We get in to camp really late 11:30 pm ( long boring story there ). We woke up before first light, ate breakfast, and headed out to hunt some deer and scout for elk in the process. Well after a bunch of hiking and finding elk and bear sign everywhere but little to no deer sign in the area, we moved to a new spot on the north end of the unit.
After hiking in 1.5 miles past tons of sign we get down along a creek bottom and have three cow elk in the brush at 30 yards. Tricia was really pumped over seeing them that close. We watched for a while and listened to them moving around. We crossed the creek and started working upstream into the wind. We had gone about thiry yards when Tricia spotted a pair of ears movig in some tall swamp grass about 40 yards out. She looked at me and whispered she had spotted a deer.
I motioned for her to move ahead and see what it was. The wind is flowing from right to left at this point and she put on a great stalk. She got to 20 yards and was just stepping past two large old growth tress..... when a sleeping 6 X 6 bull elk caught her scent. He grunted once and launched out of there like a rocket, crashing and making a huge racket.
She turned around looked at me with huge eyes. I motioned for her to go get the deer!. She shook her head no and whispered the bull would come back and stomp her. I insisted and whispered that he was gone and wouldn't come back. It took her a couple of minutes to calm her down so she could restart her stalk.
In the mean time the " deer " was still feeding just ahead of her. The bull ran out about 70 yard behind some brush and started barking at us. I blew a couple of mews at him with my cow call and he started talking back. About the third bull mew he winded us and let out a really deep bark. This brought the animal in front of ust to full attention and I could tell it was a yearling elk.
The elk saw her and moved up to where it could see her really well. It was just under twenty yards out and stood there for 10 seconds and slowly moved away. If elk was open her tag would have been filled right there. In the mean time the three cows had moved across the creek about 60 yards upstream. We decided to back out of there and leave them be. This was Saturday and elk opened on Tuesday.
Needless to say Tricia was totally excited and still a bit unsettled by being that close to the bull. I let her know that short of killing on that was probably as close as she would ever get to a live one. She is massively excited for this next weekend to get back out and hunt for elk.
Stay tuned to my continuing elk saga. Lots more to tell...................