***An old post I was able to re-do with new pictures I transferred over to Imgur after the Photobucket fiasco. Good memories***
Well, based on the many other Colorado threads already posted, it appears my brother and I weren’t the only ones to experience a wet and soggy Colorado Elk hunt. Despite the relentless rains and no animals taken, we still had a grand adventure and stayed safe in the high country of Colorado. Hope you enjoy the brief account and pictures of our 2013 hunt. My brother is still a wheelie guy – I don’t hold it against him, but there are a lot of pics I won’t be able to show of him to stay in line with Tradgang policy.
Before I get going with the trip details, I have to thank several Tradgangers for helping make our trip a success. A big Thank You to Mr. Gil Verwey. I have never met Gil or corresponded with him, but his informative thread on his back country Colorado trips really inspired this 50 year old to get out there and just do it. We used many of his tips and recommendations, and his encouraging message that “yes- you too can do it” was a big factor in keeping us focused on making the trip happen – Thanks Gil!
Also Thank You to the many other Tradgangers who offered helpful advice when I reached out with questions. Many recommended that I get trekking poles, those were a life saver on the hike in and out. We got several suggestions for rain gear, socks, base layers…etc. Tradgang is a super source of information, you just need to ask, pay attention to other threads, or do a search – that’s why it’s my favorite site and I spend so much time here.
We drove through some spectacular country.
This is where we would call home for the next week. The arrow points to approximately where our camp was, at about 10,100 ft. The top is 11,600. Pictures don’t do justice to how massive and steep this terrain was.
Our last look back before we went in deep and the rain started.
Me leaning on the poles sucking air. I worked hard to get in cardio shape, but when you live at 600-700 ft, 10,000 is a killer.
One of many wallows:
This whole hill side was tore up with a wallow at the bottom. We saw two nice bulls at this site, but they never got close enough for a shot.