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Abndoc last won the day on November 6 2019

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  1. Slow cook in a crockpot one stick of butter, 2 ranch packets. Shredd it up. Bun, horseradish, havarti cheese. Yum yum
  2. Geez of course the one year I forget to sign up the kid and I got it done. He got a bonus when he called in this coyote to 10 yards!! Good luck to those still out there!
  3. Bakkens In Stanchfield just north of Cambridge. One of the best I’ve dealt with ever!
  4. It definitely was an adventure. My wife wasn't to thrilled finding me looking up wall tents to buy for next year. Hoping we get drawn for Montana again and I can leave Idaho alone for a year or so.
  5. Update is we are home and alive!!! We left Friday Oct 11 with plans to shoot across S. Dakota...once we got down there the roads were ice covered so we headed down to Nebraska and across I-80 to Salt Lake City before heading north. We got a room, shower, and some dinner before heading up the mountain first thing Sunday morning. I've never been to Idaho and hadn't talk many folks that had, so we decided to use an outfitter this year for a drop camp. I can't say enough about the guy we used. Tents were setup....fully stocked. Wood split and even supplied our food and when I say food...he didn't hold back. Even had one night with ribeyes. We ate the like kings all week. We threw our gear into the tents and headed out scouting for elk and maybe a little deer hunting along the way. We had 2 days to scout before elk season opened on Tuesday. We found elk right away...all cows and calves feeding out in the meadows. Our tents were at 7200 feet with the highest peaks around 8900. We scouted some also on Monday and found elk again. Monday night while sitting around the campfire, the wolves started howling. 2 different packs on the ridgelines all around us. I thought to myself this isn't good. Tuesday morning bright and early we found ourselves at the first spot I wanted to start. Got a beautiful picture of the sunrise coming up behind the peaks. We put on around 7 miles by lunch time and couldn't find any elk. We ate lunch and I drifted off for a few mins, when my son woke me up and said he just saw a bull go over a ridge. Not sure if he was pulling my leg we headed that direction and I let out a bugle. Not 30 secs later we got a response. We headed that direction but as we got closer the winds were swirling, so I said lets leave him for now and head back tomorrow morning. We hiked out got back to wear we parked out ATV's and my son's machine was dead. I grabbed the recoil and gave it a yank, only it decided to bite back and that's when my middle finger came out of place. Being the old army medic I am, I got it back into place shortly and made it back to camp where some Windsor and water took the pain away. Wed- We went back in the morning with good thermals, I brought my son and brother in law with, I left my gun at camp with a sore hand and bugling bull, I sent them in and stayed back with a good vantage point and called. He fired right up. Either one of those guys had heard a really fired up bull before so that was pretty cool. Had him chuckling and raking trees, but couldn't get eyes on him. That went on for a while before he decided he didn't wanted to show his face and he shut up took his cows farther down the drainage and out of our lives forever. Thur-430am- we get woken up by wind and things hitting our tents- I looked at my buddy and said is that ice? He got up and went outside the tent and found gale force winds, almost tornado like whipping branches through the tree line. He stepped back in, zipped the tent up and said I hope a tree doesn't come down on us. Then we heard it..the snapping of a tree and everyone with a oh $^#* look on their face. I yelled get down, everyone bailed off there cots, I jumped onto my son and it came crashing down. Took the front third of our tent down. We grabbed our flashlights, checked everyone for injuries. A few bumps and bruised from hitting the ground, but nothing serious. We crawled out of the tent and found a 100 foot spruce with 31 inch diameter 11 feet up from the base came right out of the ground. If not for another downed tree and some luck on the path it took, I'm positive I wouldn't be writing this. 1 foot to right and we would of been in some bad shape. We jumped on our ATV's and headed down the mountain to get out of the wind. We headed to where the outfitter was operating. He came out of his tent along with one of his guides, wondering what we were doing. After explaining the situation around the campfire and some coffee, we all headed back to our tents with chains saws and anything else he thought we need for repairs. We worked until noon clearing logs and fixing the tent. We decided we probably would just hang around camp that day and gather our nerves. Plus I had already decided at that point to rest my sore hand. One of the guides came up with a fox pro that evening and took us out on a quick wolf hunt to see if we could get them going. They decided to not play that night and then the snow really cranked up. Between Thursday and Sunday morning it was hard to judge the snow depths with all the wind, but i'm guessing over 15 inches fell. Seemed to shut all the animals down or they moved to lower elevations to look for food. Saturday morning walking across a rock slide, I slipped twisted my ankle and banged my finger again, falling about 10 feet down the hill. Good grief...Idaho is not for the faint of heart. We decided Sunday morning when we got up and that is was time to head out. More snow was forecasted and we didn't want to risk anymore trees coming down... what are the odds? I don't know but we didn't want to find out. And boy were we glad we left. The 90 min drive in on sunday to the trail head took 5.5 hours on the way out. We hit the summit and rode the brakes in my truck all the way down. Idaho is cheap on guard rail and I thought a few times we were going to find out what lay at the bottom. We drove 8 hours that day, got a room and then hit the road at 5am. We had a pit stop to make at a taxidermist office in Ennis to get my buddy's bull from 2 years ago. Arrived back home Tuesday morning around 2am, I haven't hugged and kissed my family that much in a long time. What a trip. We didn't bring home any animals- and had an experience none of us will forget, but we still had a great time. The scenery was amazing, the group of friends became closer then before and our outfitter couldn't have been more helpful and supportive from a drop camp perspective. Plus we got to remind him daily about almost killing us and his camp selection needs to be revisited. Idaho 2019 one for the record books.
  6. We leave in 7 hours for a back country hunt in Idaho. Mother nature has already thrown us a curve ball with the weather...we've decided to change our route and head down through South Dakota and across Wyoming. Staying in hotel tomorrow night in Donnelly, Idaho then up the mountain Sunday morning with almost 2 full days to scout before the season opens Tues. After having huge success the last 2 years in Montana..I'm going in with expectations of having a wonderful adventure and any game taken will be an added bonus!
  7. Thoughts and Prayers Sniper!!
  8. 10/4! You guys heading any where this year? We didn’t get drawn for Montana so my son and I are headed to Idaho Oct 11 for a rifle hunt. I’m hoping I can sway my group into an archery hunt out west next year!!
  9. Donbo…..any luck yet???? I'm assuming your probably there right now?!?!
  10. Good luck everyone! I’m stuck in the dakotas for work until Friday! Might try to sneak out Friday evening if I have time, otherwise will be out all weekend with my boys.
  11. Thanks Guys! We made it home yesterday. My son did fill out his deer tag on a mule doe Friday evening. We spent the last few days scouting for next year and meeting some ranchers. My buddy unfortunately was never able to close the deal on an elk, but 2 out of 3 is pretty dang good. The weather was warmer then we would of like, but also beautiful every day. Now its time to start focusing on whitetails. My son was out last night already bowhunting and saw a few younger bucks on their feet during the afternoon, but the big boys in our area seem to be still traveling at night. Good Luck to everyone over the next couple of weeks.
  12. Well Day 2 was a complete bust. Warm temps and high winds along with a full moon kept any daytime movement to a minimum at best. Onto the next. Day 3 we got plenty of rest the night before and we’re ready to hit hard. We started off on the bluff where Cole had got his cow and before we could even sit down we had 3 cows at 600 yards heading at us. We lost sight around 500 and figured they would move right up the draw around 200 yards away. They didn’t follow our plan and disappeared forever. Around 10am we had some animals above us. We could hear hooves on the bluffs but never saw them. We had lunch around noon and then started still hunt ridge to ridge. Around 130pm we were on a sharp drop of when son says ELK! We immediately hit the ground as they were only 100 yards almost straight below us on steep bluff. We belly crawled to the edge and looked into the timber. We could then only see one standing looking straight away from into the wind. I slide my rifle up in front of me and placed the cross hairs behind the shoulder. My first opportunity at a Bull ever. Cole had him in the binos when I pulled the trigger. Not needed. He dropped right in his tracks. Cole tackled me and both erupted in laughter. Both of us total rookies had filled our elk tags 3 days into the season. Not sure if we are good or just plain lucky but either way it’s been an unbelievable experience. Now we had some serious work ahead of us. We literally had to pack him out an almost straight up vertical cliff. I have one really bad knee...all those years of jumping out of airplanes in the military have taken a toll on my knees. We each grab a rear quarter and made the first trek out. When we got back I was hurting. Cole said sit down Dad. I got this!! He then hauled out both fronts and loins in one haul. Went back down for the head and did that too. As I sat and watched him I was overcome with emotion. How did I get so lucky in raising such a grateful and helpful young man! He got back up to me and we both broke down in tears and hugged for about 15 mins. What an experience we’ve had. The effort and hard work you go through on these hunts is like nothing else. It’s been the best we could of asked for and then some. We took the morning off while my buddy went back out. We did some scouting this afternoon and think we found a herd for tomorrow to go after with him along with trying to fill our deer tags. More to come
  13. Day 1. We got back into my favorite spot around 615am...waited on the trail until sun up, plenty of bear sign around we didn’t want to push it. Legal shooting was about 715. Not very many hunters out here this year. One local told us it’s due to the bears...anyways we sat til about 10 then starting moving ridge to ridge. Didn’t see anything. I may have taken a small nap after lunch for a few mins according to my son. Around 1pm we moved to cliff edge where we could see out around 300 yards and sat until dark. About 430pm mulie does moved past us...probably 20 of them. Then all was quiet until 530 when I thought I heard a cow. My son then says ELK!! 3 cows were 40 yards from us but with the timber he couldn’t get a shot off. They then bolted back to where they came from which was a big clearing. Cole looked at me and said can I go look...I said ya... you crest the top and I will call and see if we can get them to stop. He disappeared from sight and i let off a small cow call and the woods erupted with cows making all kinds of noise and half hearted bugle. I was waiting with anticipation for what comes next. I hear his rifle bark and then a flash of orange on the cliff above me....huge grin and I nailed hear. He waited for about 5 mins never saw the bull come out, there was 30 cows in the field and he got a dandy. Elk down on day 1 of his first elk trip. We gave each other a huge hug and some high fives! Then the work began. Finally made it back to camp around 10pm. We are worn out and ready to get back out in the morning to find that bull! Stay tuned it’s been everything we could ask for and it’s just beginning!
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