As many of you know I've had a helluva a year both physically and with family issues. Many of those issues in both areas are improving so I'm hopeful the new year will be better. I know many of you have tried contacting me and I apologize for either not getting back to you or taking a while. I've had some pretty serious issues to deal with that have taken all my time and attention.
Now on to the hunt, both deer and elk season helped a ton with stress and are a promising start to this coming new year. As I posted I shot a 1 1/2 year old doe opening day with my 454 which was a nice change for this area.
For my elk season I chose our second season which is spike only but with my disabled permit I can shoot cows too but no branch bulls. The season started rough with waking up opening day with a bad sore throat and sinus infection. I managed to get through the first two days of the season but we saw nothing in the areas I normally find elk during the first season. I took the third day off to rest but was still sicker than a dog. The fourth day is when things got interesting. I returned to my normal stomping grounds and found only a fraction of the tracks I normally see and no animals. I had to be back at noon for a Dr. appointment so we headed out early. After the appointment we had some lunch and got ready to head out. I started up the truck and heard a noise I knew right off, I had lost the bearing in the fan clutch. I didn't want to take my other truck since this one is set up with a winch in the bed for loading and I keep several hundred feet of rope in the tool box along with come alongs and blocks. I ran to the local parts store and grabbed a new fan clutch and threw it on. We didn't get into the woods until after 2:00 PM which gave us about 2 1/2hrs of shooting light. I had decided to try a different area I normally avoid because of local pressure and very unforgiving terrain. It started out with climbing a mountain where I went from sea level to 2200ft very quickly. We had two big branch bulls blow out of draw 40yds in front of us which impressed the hell out of my son that had only seen rocky mountain elk which look quite small compared to a mature Roosevelt which I have personally seen harvested bulls pushing 1400lbs. These two were in the 1k lb range whereas a big rocky will normally be be 600-700lbs.
It was about 3:30 when we spotted two cows on a relatively flat bench. One was probably 4-6" higher at the shoulder but she would never cl so I drew a bead on the smaller cowat roughly 80yds and touched her off. I had put the Millett red dot on her shoulder to break her down. The bench she was on went out for about another 100yds an then dropped about 100ft into a river gorge and I didn't not want her getting to that. The shot broke her left leg which was instantly obvious. She moved off about another 40yds but would not give me a clear shot except her big yellow butt. I didn't want the shot because I hate cleaning gut shots but I wanted her down so I put the dot on her butt and squeezed off another round and she dropped but fell over the windfall in the background. Both shots were off hand, the first disintegrated about 3" of leg bone just below the ball and I mean it powdered it. The bullet trajectory was deflected forward and it went through the brisquet breaking both of the front ribs. The second shot hit high and to the left of the butt hole and passed through about 12" of muscle just over the hip joint and entered the body cavity just outside of the tenderloin about halfway and lodged against the diaphragm but not before making a mess out of the guts.
I was fortunate to be able to maneuver my truck to within about 150ft of her and ran three 1/2 ropes to her and was able to drag her out with the truck and then load her with the winch in the bed. This cow is in the 600lb range which is pretty typical for a young cow around here and we got roughly 300lbs of meat off her. She was every bit as big as the 5x6 rocky I took with my Encore couple years ago.
This was my first revolver elk and I was using my own custom Ruger in 454 with the 240gr XTP Mags and the Millet Red dot.
This pic is where she came to rest, someone mentioned it looks like a jungle and it actually is a rain forest with 120" of rain annually it primarily ferns, multiple types of berry's, skunk cabbage, alders, firs and tamaracks with cedars higher up. There are some other nasty bushes I don't know the names of but they hurt. With me being 6'3" and 260 you can't appreciate how big she really is until the next pic.
This pic is of my wife and son helping with the skinning. Notice they are standing on steps and my son is 6' even and my wife is 5'7". This gives a little better idea of how big she was.
These next two pics are of the XTP which still weighed 229.6gr even after punching through roughly 3' of elk.
Although not a great pic, for those that didn't see it here is a pic of my little blacktail doe.
For those of you looking for a challenging hunt with high success rates you should look into OR outfitters that guide for Roosevelts. The cost is generally considerably less than most elk hunts in the rocky mountain states and you will work for one. The one good thing is you don't have altitude working against you but the terrain in most areas is very nasty and the weather normally sucks but it is a rewarding hunt. Obviously since I'm successful with Rosies you can hunt them even if your not in the best shape but it sure helps. I don't recommend diy hunts for them unless you are a very experienced mountain navigator. These mountains are flat treacherous at best and plain deadly at worse. These mountains are easiest to get lost in I've ever seen but the terrain is the killer. It is steep to the point of being vertical in many places with plenty of bluffs where a wrong step is instant death and the ground is normally saturated and slimy so an unwanted trip to the bottom of a canyon is a definite possibilitly.