
This was an archery elk hunt in western Wyoming. We drove most of the way out one day and then the last 5 hours the next day. We set up camp and did some scouting the first day there. It took a while to set up camp. This was the first year that we had a wall tent. Oh man, that was really nice. We now have a 14 X 16 foot Davis wall tent. We put an awning on the front and had a nice wood stove.
Here are some pics of the tent set up




I’ll call the first hunting day, day 1
Our plan was to hike in on a trail that was close enough to camp that we could walk from there. When we got up and were getting ready we realized that there was truck with a horse trailer parked by the trail and they were getting ready to go in. We looked at the map and decided to stay with the plan and hike in there anyway as we figured that the hunters on horses would be going in much farther than we would. We hiked in a little over a mile and then cut off to the right up a canyon. We hiked up and in another mile or so. We hadn’t heard anything or saw any fresh elk sign, but decided to set up and try calling anyway. Well…… we manged to call in those other elk hunters…. Oh well, we moved on and basically just looked for fresh elk sign that day. We did see one nice cow moose, but that was it. We hiked out on another horse trail that came out about 1/2 a mile north of our camp.
Day 2
One thing we have realized now is that we should have brought some mouse traps along as there is a mouse that keeps going through our tent and he really likes trail mix.
It was 32 degrees this morning when we got up. We drove down the road and headed in on a different trail. Today was better as we did get a couple bull elk to answer us. They just didn’t seem to like us very much though. We hiked around tried a few things, but nothing worked out. I’d guess that we hiked about 10 miles today.
Day 3
It rained some last night and was raining fairly hard when the alarm went off. John convinced me that the rain would stop and that we should get up as planned. What do you know….. he was right
We went back to where we were on day 2 since we had found a couple elk. This time a bull bugled before we even got into where we were going to cut up the mountain. That meant we charged up the mountain after him. When we got up to his level we set up and did get him to answer us, but he didn’t want anything to do with us and moved on. We kept after him, but he went quiet. We worked our way around some and made a big circle back to the truck. We did jump a spike bull that stood at 83 yards a bit before moving off. At least we had seen our first elk!!!!!!!
We got back to camp about 3:30 PM and took showers in our Cabelas shower tent. I just love that thing. We heat water with a turkey cooker type stove and pan and then use a camp shower pump to spray it on us. Works great. As I was in the shower I could hear thunder off in the distance. Shortly after the showers it rained and hailed really hard for over 35 minutes, then it settled down to just a nice rain for several hours after that. We deicded to head to town for mouse traps and to call home.
We got back to camp and set a mouse trap to see if we could catch the little bugger. We had just layed down for the night and …. snap. We had the mouse. I got up, threw the mouse out and reset the trap. Layed back down and a few minutes later…. snap. mmmmm a second mouse. Same procedure and again snap, reset, snap. Four mice already!!!! I set both traps this time and went to bed. I heard both traps go off again, but needed some sleep so the total for the first night was six mice. And I thought we had a mouse……
John

John with the first of 11 mice that we caught in our tent……

Day 4
We tried a new area today. Whoo hoo, we really found the elk this time. We heard a bugle about a mile and a half in so went up after it. It was pretty steep there, but we made the climb quickly. It’s amazing how much faster and easier it is to climb when there is a bull bugling up high. We got up there and couldn’t hear or find the bull. I figured we were too slow and the bull moved on looking for cows. We moved in the direction that we thought the bull went and set up. John was up ahead and cow called once to let me know that he was ready for me to call. That’s all it took as the bull heard that single call and bugled back. I started cow calling and you could tell with his replies that he was coming toward us. I saw John move a bit and then I heard the arrow go. I could then see a pine bough in front of John moving up and down. Crap, I think he hit that. I was right. What I didn’t know yet was that he had missed a cow elk. He said the cow came in first. He said to himself… am I a trophy hunter or a meat hunter? He decided a meat hunter so shot at the cow. I kept calling and soon the bull was hot and coming in. The bull did come in to about 40 yards of John but never gave him good angle for the shot.
We worked our way up the valley along the side hill. We heard a bull bugle later and ended up jumping him after a couple set ups as we were trying to move in for a third set up.
In the early evening we were up high working our way back when we heard another bugle. I moved up front and we called. It ended up being a nice herd bull that had at least two cow and/or calves with him. I saw him several times but he was never close enough for a shot. I did have a cow and a calf within 40 yards of me, but didn’t have a clear shot at them either had I wanted to take a shot.
It was getting late so we worked our way down and out to the horse trail. We ran into a couple guys from Utah that were rifle mule deer hunting. They had shot two bucks that day. One was a nice 24 to 25 inch wide 185 gross Non-typical. The other buck apparently had a lot of ground shrinkage as the guy said that he thought it was a 30 incher when he shot, but it ended up being only 18 inches wide and would maybe score 120. Opps… it happens
We hiked out and got back to the truck after dark. It was a very fun and physical day. I know we put on at least 10 hard miles today.
Day 5
We went back to the same area, but were going to hunt the north creek instead of the south today. We heard a bugle so climbed up after him. When we got to the top the only bull we could hear was one bugling his butt off down in the bottom on the other side where we were yesterday. We had just climbed 1000 feet and I wasn’t real excited about going all the way down again, knowing that we would have to climb again. But then again, we were there to hunt elk so that’s what we did. Once down there we soon found where the bull had been. He must have been in a wallow bugling and throwing mud and water around. We set up and heard a couple bugles, but not close. We moved up and then heard a bugle close. We set up and called. Nothing…… weird. We moved up and when almost to the top we heard two bulls bugling. We set up and called. We had one of those bulls coming in hard. The bull did a nervous grunt, when he did, John cow called perfectly. The bull continued toward us and I’m sure he was close as 50 yards or so when I think he winded us. I had expected him to come around the draw and not down and through it. As it turned out we weren’t set up in the best place.
After that, we moved up to try to circle around in front of the other bull. We were about to set up when we jumped at least three elk that crashed off. We circled a bit farther and set up and called for a while. Nothing…..
Then an interesting / funny thing happened. John had to take a dump. I said take your bow with you. He shrugged his shoulders and headed up and away with only TP. I was sitting there almost asleep, as the warm sun felt great, when I heard an elk crash off. I looked and saw brush moving where it was, but never actually saw the elk. John said that he actually had TP in hand and was ready to wipe when he looked down the mountain and saw the bull moving along. The wind was bad and the bull must have smelled him. Heehee…… He ranged a tree where the bull was and said it was 68 yards from him. I think it was 50 or so from me.
We then had lunch and worked our way up and around the side of the mountain. We set up and called again. This time a 260 class 5 X 5 came within 35 yards of me. He came in silent and never offered a clear shot. Oh man it was close though and very exciting. I think we worked on that bull for close to an hour.
Here’s a Pine Marten that we ran across. He growled at us and didn’t seem to like us hanging around……
Day 6
This day we hunted the north creek. It was really slow today. We did hear one bull bugle once and he was really close. We set up and called, but only heard cow and calf talk after that. I guess tomorrow we’ll go back to the south creek.
Day 7
We hiked in about 2.7 miles and cut up the mountain. We had just started up when I looked back and saw a bull coming down the other side about 400 yards away. We set up and called. That did get the bull to answer us several times, but he wouldn’t come in. I guess he had other things planned for his day.
We headed up toward the top. We hadn’t heard anything at all but set up to call in a good elky area. We called and two bulls answered back. They were a ways off so we moved up about 100 yards and set up again. John called with a whiney cow call and they both answered again. They were coming in. The higher bull came in first, but too far above me for me to see. He came within 35 yards of John and raked a tree. The lower bull screamed and came about 30 yards above me. I could see that he was a nice 6 X 6 and in the 260 to 270 class. I drew my bow when he went behind a group of three trees. The bull stopped to work over a pine tree. He raked that tree only 30 yards from me. I had to let down and hope that when he was finished with the tree that he would continue on. He did. He took a couple steps and looked down in my direction. The sun was now coming over the mountain and directly in my eyes. This wasn’t going to be easy…… The bull then turned his head and looked in the direction of the first bull. I’m thinking that he could see him. When he did that I drew my bow back. I squinted my eyes and tried to put the 30 yard pin behind the shoulder. This was tough with the steep uphill angle and the sun, but I thought I had it all ready to go. I squeezed the trigger on my release…… as the arrow left my bow I saw it hit some hanging pine branches on a tree about half way in-between me and the bull. NO!!!!!!! I hadn’t accounted for where the arrow would be going at 15 yards on it’s way to the bull. I practice this type of thing all the time at home in my woods. However, in the heat of the battle with the screaming bull and the sun in my eyes I blew it. I lost sight of the arrow after that, but we were able to find it and it was a clean miss. That’s much better than a wound, that was my only consolation. When I shot, the bull dropped and then tore off up the mountain. As he did this the other bull took off too. I called right away but they were both gone. That was too bad as John was about to get a shot too.
When we were looking for the arrow we heard a couple bulls bugle. We weren’t sure if it was the same elk or different ones. We moved up a bit and set up again. This time another bull answered behind us and closer. We switched positions and moved in some. We set up and called. The new bull screamed back and was coming in. This is unreal. It wasn’t long and I heard John shoot and then saw the rag horn bull go running by me with his ears pinned back at what looked like 90 mph. I thought to myself, that didn’t look good as he looked pretty healthy to me. Sure enough it was another clean miss. This time John took a 25 yard shot and tried to thread it in-between two pine trees.
We picked up the pieces, so to speak, and moved toward the other bull that we had heard. After a couple set ups I was in front and in close. John cow called and the bull screamed. John then got aggressive and called like he had before. This bull didn’t like that and turned and simply walked away. when he turned he was about 70 yards below me. I got a very good look at his antlers. He had one of those racks that swept way back with what I call whale tails. I would guess that he would score over 330 inches. He was a dandy.
It was now about 1:30 PM so we ate lunch and then continued on. We heard another bull. This day is unreal. We moved closer and set up. John called and the bull answered right away and was coming. I thought for sure he was below us, so when he circled above us I wasn’t set up very good. I tried to move a bit and slipped…… the bull heard something and took off. Oh man, so close again. I saw the brown color as he turned so did get to see him, but not the rack. These bulls are really spooky. I couldn’t believe that the bull didn’t just think the the noise I made was just the cow elk he had heard calling……. guess I was wrong.
We had 6 bull encounters this day…….. that makes 18 so far, with one day left.
Day 8
Since it was the last day we had to go back to the same spot again. It was now or never. When we arrived at the parking spot there was a horse trailer there with three local hunters getting ready to go in. We headed in and made it about a mile and a half before the guys on horses caught us. We let them by and hurried along to see where they were headed. Crap, they turned off on the same trail that we were going on. We followed them anyway and cut off before they did. We figured that we would cut up and then hunt our way back toward the truck so that we wouldn’t run into those guys.
We didn’t hear anything early, but we stayed with our plan and kept setting up and hunting. We soon heard a couple bulls and moved in on them. To make a long story short we worked in on these bulls and their cows for well over an hour. I eventually jumped one elk, kept calling, then jumped another one. That second one took the bulls with it.
We were now on top. We stopped for a break. While we were there we heard a bull bugling over the top. We moved toward him. We set up with John up front. We were now close and the bull kept bugling. John was able to spot the bull as it moved a bit and then layed down. I think the bull was bedded the whole time and just got up to move a bit and that’s what John saw. John tried to sneak in on him, but was only able to get within about 70 yards before the bull got up and moved off.
That was the last elk encounter of the trip. So we ended up with 21 encounters. That compared to zero on our last time and two the trip before. It was a really good trip as we had plenty of opportunities. We just couldn’t close the deal. I guess that is bowhunting……..
A cow and calf moose that we saw along the road near where we hunted.

We got back to camp about 4:15 in the afternoon. We decided to pull up camp and head out as it looked like rain. It took us 2 hours to tear everything down and get it all loaded in the truck and trailer. We were just closing up the truck and trailer up when the rain started, perfect. We drove 5 hours and found a hotel about 11:30PM. The next day it took us 15 hours to get home. Long trip, but worth it.
Until the next hunt……..
