Corey and I went out to get our moose the other day. We have a tag for a spike-fork bull, cow or a calf, so pretty much anything we come across we can shoot. Good odds. The only thing that would have improved our odds, however, was if we hadn't been pulling a trailer with 300lbs of cow offal on it. We combined a hunting trip with a day of work for Corey who had to set up a camera on a bait pile to count wolves. Somewhat akin to fishing by trolling with a dead trout. Alas we didn't shoot anything, but it was likely more a function of our low motivation than anything else.
Hunting in the Taliban-mobile
This bear crossed our tracks and was going to intercept a moose we were trailing... Thats when we stopped trailing the moose.
At least we got close to somethin' dead!*
*I took a break from wretching and dry heaving long enough to take this picture.
1 comment:
Wow...an awful/offal trip but still you got to be in the great out doors. Wise to leave the moose to anything with a track that big!
Love,
us
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