Well I'm back. Tag soup, but what a hunt! It took me 5 days to really get on animals, but when I did it was magical.
The last hour of the last hunt I had a 5x5 bull at 12 yards. He caught me drawing and turned to face me. I had to pass even though I know I could have penetrated his chest. A no brainer! The shot selection would/could have haunted me for a whole year. Besides, I'm the nucklehead who got caught drawing! Why should the animal have to pay for my mistake with an ill advised arrow. Anyway, I caught a little grief from my mates in camp (all wheel shooters)until I reminded them I had 3 stalks that day and not a one of them had any. So, the process starts all over...I'm dreaming of elk country until 2008!