Keith
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Amusing anecdote buried late in the following hunting story. I'll just paste in the pertinent part, but the rest of the story is pretty good if you want to pull it up.
http://www.adn.com/outdoors/story/4253342p-4264041c.html
..."We were heading toward our destination, a spot near Bear Creek we had locked into our GPS," said Mike, but a surprise was waiting for them. "We got to the spot and a guide with a hunter was already there."
And there was more bad news.
"The guide told us he had been there for days and there were no moose around," said Mike. "According to him it was too warm."
The couple was disheartened. But, rather than turning around and heading home, they decided to go a little farther into the timber. As the sun went down they made camp. Then they sat down in the dark and began to listen. They were hoping to hear something to give them a little hope.
"We heard bulls grunting in the distance," said Mike. "We thought we would investigate in the morning."
At the crack of dawn they were up. Mike started calling about a quarter mile from camp just to see what would happen.
"We started hearing a bull racking his horns in the trees and breaking brush about 300 yards away," said Mike.
From the opposite direction, another male was doing the same thing.
"We stayed in one place calling for about 15-20 minutes and the two started coming in," said Mike.
A cow came out of the brush first. It was looking in Mike's direction, but didn't see Mike and Stacy. They remained still.
A minute later a big bull popped out from behind some spruce trees.
"I could see the steam with each exhale from him," said Mike. "I saw three big brow tines on each side and some really big antlers."
From 20 yards away, Mike leveled the cross-hairs of his scope for a good heart-lung shot, and squeezed the trigger. The big beast dropped.
The bull's rack measured more than 68 inches wide, had 14 points on each antler and had a beam girth of 9 inches.
"We weren't expecting to see anything after what the guide had said," said Mike. "He had totally taken the wind out of our sails."
http://www.adn.com/outdoors/story/4253342p-4264041c.html
..."We were heading toward our destination, a spot near Bear Creek we had locked into our GPS," said Mike, but a surprise was waiting for them. "We got to the spot and a guide with a hunter was already there."
And there was more bad news.
"The guide told us he had been there for days and there were no moose around," said Mike. "According to him it was too warm."
The couple was disheartened. But, rather than turning around and heading home, they decided to go a little farther into the timber. As the sun went down they made camp. Then they sat down in the dark and began to listen. They were hoping to hear something to give them a little hope.
"We heard bulls grunting in the distance," said Mike. "We thought we would investigate in the morning."
At the crack of dawn they were up. Mike started calling about a quarter mile from camp just to see what would happen.
"We started hearing a bull racking his horns in the trees and breaking brush about 300 yards away," said Mike.
From the opposite direction, another male was doing the same thing.
"We stayed in one place calling for about 15-20 minutes and the two started coming in," said Mike.
A cow came out of the brush first. It was looking in Mike's direction, but didn't see Mike and Stacy. They remained still.
A minute later a big bull popped out from behind some spruce trees.
"I could see the steam with each exhale from him," said Mike. "I saw three big brow tines on each side and some really big antlers."
From 20 yards away, Mike leveled the cross-hairs of his scope for a good heart-lung shot, and squeezed the trigger. The big beast dropped.
The bull's rack measured more than 68 inches wide, had 14 points on each antler and had a beam girth of 9 inches.
"We weren't expecting to see anything after what the guide had said," said Mike. "He had totally taken the wind out of our sails."
, Art
