September 25, 2006
Finally Sunday we got into the middle of a bugleing batch of elk. I called in 11 bulls Sunday to
my dad and brother. It was the last day they could hunt. We were in the middle of them from
daylight tell 1:30. Lots of bulls coming in and we tried to pull the 7x7 herd bull in for a shot but
he never got clear of the thick aspens to get a shot off. Had one 360-ish bull up to twenty
yards from me bro but the arrow fell off the rest and muffed it. It was so fun I called tells my lips
were numb. After seeing the big bull I kept them talking and Corey and dad stalked into the
aspen jungle after them but its so thick you just can't put an arrow threw it. After the elk
moved back to private land we went back to where we knew two bulls come out every
afternoon. We took some Camo chairs and set up on the trail. We got there at 3 P.M. and knew
they moved threw at around 6 so we took a nap, ate candy bars, and drank a Dew. At 5:45 I gave
4 soft cow calls, I had my back to the tree s Corey and dad, when I saw them both come to full
draw and thwack, thwack. I turned around to see one bull staggering off with an arrow in him.
After 40 yards it was down. I kept calling the whole time when Corey drew again when he shot
we all saw the arrow hit the ground 5' short. While letting the first bull expire we noticed the
second bull lying flat 20 yards from the low shot. The arrow had bounced up and drilled that elk
center of the heart. After the shot the bull had ran 10 yards uphill then turned downhill for 20. I
can't believe none of us saw that bull drop. The arrow looked as if it was shot from underneath
the bull from the sternum threw the heart to the top of the shoulder blade.
Not the biggest bulls we saw that day but it was the last two hours of the last day they could
hunt and both Dad and Corey’s first archery kills. They did great no blood trailing, both bulls
fell inside of our folding chairs. Who could ask for anything more!
Finally Sunday we got into the middle of a bugleing batch of elk. I called in 11 bulls Sunday to
my dad and brother. It was the last day they could hunt. We were in the middle of them from
daylight tell 1:30. Lots of bulls coming in and we tried to pull the 7x7 herd bull in for a shot but
he never got clear of the thick aspens to get a shot off. Had one 360-ish bull up to twenty
yards from me bro but the arrow fell off the rest and muffed it. It was so fun I called tells my lips
were numb. After seeing the big bull I kept them talking and Corey and dad stalked into the
aspen jungle after them but its so thick you just can't put an arrow threw it. After the elk
moved back to private land we went back to where we knew two bulls come out every
afternoon. We took some Camo chairs and set up on the trail. We got there at 3 P.M. and knew
they moved threw at around 6 so we took a nap, ate candy bars, and drank a Dew. At 5:45 I gave
4 soft cow calls, I had my back to the tree s Corey and dad, when I saw them both come to full
draw and thwack, thwack. I turned around to see one bull staggering off with an arrow in him.
After 40 yards it was down. I kept calling the whole time when Corey drew again when he shot
we all saw the arrow hit the ground 5' short. While letting the first bull expire we noticed the
second bull lying flat 20 yards from the low shot. The arrow had bounced up and drilled that elk
center of the heart. After the shot the bull had ran 10 yards uphill then turned downhill for 20. I
can't believe none of us saw that bull drop. The arrow looked as if it was shot from underneath
the bull from the sternum threw the heart to the top of the shoulder blade.
Not the biggest bulls we saw that day but it was the last two hours of the last day they could
hunt and both Dad and Corey’s first archery kills. They did great no blood trailing, both bulls
fell inside of our folding chairs. Who could ask for anything more!
C. Middleton was the Elk Caller
on this hunt. He hopes to get
drawn in 2007, to get his 7 X 7
Bull, nick named Elvis! There are
more people looking for Elvis
than E. Presley!
on this hunt. He hopes to get
drawn in 2007, to get his 7 X 7
Bull, nick named Elvis! There are
more people looking for Elvis
than E. Presley!
| First weekend of Bowseason C. Middleton/Mills, WY |
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