Elkeater
45 Cal.
Due to a mishap on the trail, sprained wrist, I was not able to hunt.
Correction:Squares on map are .5 mile. Previous posts cut mileage in half.
Base camp at 8400', near trail head. High camp at 12000'.
On the way up at about 11000' in a steep valley a party of 4 archers and 3 mules were on their way down. The first man stopped and took notice of a small trail that paralleled the main trail; there for just such a situation. He led his mule on it; I thanked him. A youngster appeared, he could not get his mule to follow the first, here he comes. Seeing trouble I dismounted
and began backing Paladin. Not fast enough. The boy and mule where soon upon us when the mule screamed. Paladin jumped to a 180. I did a down hill forward flip landing on my back. Looking back up I see the boy still pushing Paladin down the trail, I informed him to stop till I get to my horse. When all said and done one of the men said I must be feeling pretty bad. I said I would feel better if he told me of his elk hunting. Got some good intel there. We all agreed it could have turned out much worse.
Arrived at high camp while the sun is setting. After putting Paladin up for the night it was dark. Rolled out the bedroll and opened a can of salmon; never tasted so good. Small tent went up in the morning.
The week wrist took away my ability to pack an elk out. So I spent my time studying the land and map. Played with Paladin and appreciated what I do have. On the way back down 3 grouse flushed at Paladin's right front foot, he did not twitch.
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Correction:Squares on map are .5 mile. Previous posts cut mileage in half.
Base camp at 8400', near trail head. High camp at 12000'.
On the way up at about 11000' in a steep valley a party of 4 archers and 3 mules were on their way down. The first man stopped and took notice of a small trail that paralleled the main trail; there for just such a situation. He led his mule on it; I thanked him. A youngster appeared, he could not get his mule to follow the first, here he comes. Seeing trouble I dismounted
and began backing Paladin. Not fast enough. The boy and mule where soon upon us when the mule screamed. Paladin jumped to a 180. I did a down hill forward flip landing on my back. Looking back up I see the boy still pushing Paladin down the trail, I informed him to stop till I get to my horse. When all said and done one of the men said I must be feeling pretty bad. I said I would feel better if he told me of his elk hunting. Got some good intel there. We all agreed it could have turned out much worse.
Arrived at high camp while the sun is setting. After putting Paladin up for the night it was dark. Rolled out the bedroll and opened a can of salmon; never tasted so good. Small tent went up in the morning.
The week wrist took away my ability to pack an elk out. So I spent my time studying the land and map. Played with Paladin and appreciated what I do have. On the way back down 3 grouse flushed at Paladin's right front foot, he did not twitch.
[URL=http://s1281.photobucket.com/user/brownelectric/media/2015%20Elk/IMG_0501_zpskry7m8ab.jpg.html]