I had never hunted this zone so was quite excited when my lady drew a bull moose tag there. I made sure that I had not filled my white tail buck tag beforehand so that I could also hunt and maybe get one of those white tails that live in that zone.
That actually was not all that hard to do as I am the world's worst deer hunter - and that is after nearly 60 years of training to be a good deer hunter.
I took $200 from my pension cheque to pay any dude that I could find with an ATV that might be able to yard an unlucky bull out of the bush if my wife did connect with one.
I long ago decided not to pack them out on my back any more. If at all possible.
I had also decided, that if a rancher was kind enough to permit me to hunt on his property, we would certainly share the moose with the person. The last couple of times a rancher brought out a bull moose for me I made the same offer. The answer was always the same, 'We eat beef!'
But moose meat is not to be despised so I was hoping that the next rancher would take me up on the deal.
In 4 days we saw one porcupine, one sharptail grouse, two small white tail bucks, one or two little mulie bucks on posted land besides a hamlet, one rather frightened coyote, and no moose.
One day my beautiful wife, who is one year younger than me, walked over 7 miles in a bitter wind. The next day the wind was warmer but the same distance to check out the spots. I was so proud of this lady. When the trip was over she admitted that she had been ill for the entire time but never even mentioned it.
Did I mention earlier - I am also a lousy moose guide.