Well, got back late last night. What an epic trip. Wondering how to fit all 176 pics in a post. It would truly take that to express the completeness of the adventure. Suffice to say, this dinky bull was at the end of a hard, frustrating hunt. Lots of variables affected each day's efforts. I was very happy, pleased and relieved that I got this young bull. I had lots of bulls just out of range of my recurve. Never once wished for my compound bow. Loved the challenge!! Lots (and I mean lots) of hunters up there looked at my bow with a half chuckle, half "Are you crazy" look. Our daily hunts ranged from 8-15 mile jaunts through the tundra. Walking through the tundra is akin to walking on a moss covered high jump pit loaded with soaking wet Nerf footballs. I lost 10 pounds in the last 2 weeks.
This bull was taken at 4:00 in the afternoon. We had just slogged through the tundra 7 miles or so looking for the remnants of the herd that was there days earlier. 12 hunters were still there going after the 30 'bou we saw that day. I am still very thankful for this "last day eve" opportunity. It was a 23 yard shot. Double lung. Went maybe 10 seconds and expired between Mike and me. I will never forget Ron's gorgeous arrow flying like a dart and hitting within inches of my spot above his elbow. It was darn near a pass through, but the fletchings caught on the far rib. The Zwickey broadhead perfectly split the far rib vertically. I could still use the arrow...with new fletchings of course. Broadhead is still shaaaaaaaarp!!
Brad
Topic: Alaskan success! (Read 1556 times)
