Well looking out the window I realize the snow is still three feet deep in my yard and hunting season is still too far away.
Here is our 2010 moose hunting season review.
October 2010 found our group of hunting buddies up in peace region once again great to see everyone and get out to the old camp.
After a brief scouting trip in early september I had a few new locations picked out and the first evening of the trip I turned my Uncle onto a great new cutblock and this was the result.
A nice healthy black 43 or 45 inch bull ...can't recall
The next day was spent doing some hunting and we had to skin and quarter the moose, greatest addition to camp yet was a 1 tonne chain hoist, man was that a pleasure for skinning and quartering kept the animal really clean!!
The following day after a uneventful morning hunt we decided to have a hearty mid day lunch of deep fried turkey just as we were cutting up and handing out trukey thighs and wings ole bullwinkel stepps out onto the cutline not 60 yards behind our wall tent .....a mad scramble for rifles and ammo occured and in the end my father (Conan) was able to get the cross hairs lined up and shot the moose.....here is the end result....please note the moose was shot in some lovley blue flip flops. ha-ha
Next evening after finding a great new little area I quaded my 73 year old grand father into a cut block and set him up on a log pile and said "Ill be back at dark" well I went to another cut block just under a km away I walked into and up onto a log pile and just as I was sitting down I swore I heard a gun shot ...."but it couldn't be"? so I sat and waited and tried calling then I thought I could hear someone yelling "but theres no way it could be my grandfather he's too far for me to hear" Well after a while and no calling responses curiosity got the better of me Heres what I found.
Well not long after I left this big bull stepped out into the cutblock I set my grandfather in he would come in and out of view and at times could only see the antlers above adjacent log piles finnaly at 200 yards the bull stepped out onto a logging trail and my gradfather was forced to make a free hand shot standing on a log pile with his trusty old 308 win one shot to the heart and the big bull took two steps and tipped over backwards.
My grandfather is the type of hunter that truley does not care if he shoots a thing while he is out hunting he just enjoys getting out with his son and grandson he has hunted most of his life and this is his second moose, his other moose was shot two years prior and was about 30 inches....this bad boy was 50 inches but the biggest bodied moose I have ever seen........oh yeah and the hooping and holaring I heard was him!!!!
Here a pic of dad appreciating the Can Am
And grandpa contempleting my sanity for trying the get the whole brute moose into my 2500 Chevy
Well after some contemplation and a tag still in my pocket I decided that I would not take a moose or continue trying to take a moose as 2 moose surely is enough.
The day we were planning on packing up and heading home early buddies wife got a interesting double drop tine bull
So we stayed and extra day to help and went home the next morning,a day later buddy shot a nice bull too
Just a great picture of a sunset one evening
About a week later another forum member lordfrosty and I went to another zone to try and fill his moose draw...we were only there for the weekend and the first morning of calling produced a great meat bull for him!!!
What a year!!!!