My dream hunt used to be elk in the Rockies. In 2004 I did that. Now there's a beautiful tanned elk hide on my wall to remind me how much I want to go do it again. I've still got a few packages of elk steaks that I'm hoarding in the freezer.
Another dream hunt of mine was to hunt wild, free-range hogs anywhere they live. Last summer I added that to my list of "been there done that" hunts thanks to Curtis Kellar and Charlie Lamb. That was a hunt I'll not soon forget.
Within three months of returning from chasing pigs in South Texas, a good friend of mine and I were on our way to Northwest Ontario to try our luck at hunting bull moose during the rut. The good Lord smiled on me then too. I can honestly say the happiest moment I've ever had as a bowhunter was when I heard the my bull go down.
Just for good measure I also took several ruffed and spruce grouse with my recurve while in Ontario, which was another longtime dream of mine.
What's next? I've still got some unsettled business with mule deer, and I've always wanted to hunt black bears...preferably in Alaska. But to be honest, I'm always anxious to hunt anything I've never seen and anywhere I've never been.
Topic: Dream hunts! (Read 2070 times)
