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My moose hunt all started with a 500
to 600 yard walk from my quad to the bog I hunted the year
before with no luck. This year was going to be different I
thought to myself. So, I loaded all my gear on my back and
headed for the sling spot I used last year.
I had only walked about 200 yards
when I jumped a small bull moose in its bed right along the path
I use to get to the bog. Of course, I wasn’t prepared as
usual. Something I really need to work on. The bull ran out of
sight I don’t think he even knew what I was he never looked
back. I hurried up and got to my sling spot to try and call him
in.
The first time I called I could hear
something moving in the bush 50 yards or so to my right, not the
direction the bull ran but never the less something was there.
In a couple of minutes, I saw a cow Elk run behind me. While I
was moving in my sling, I heard something else run behind me. I
dug through my pack as quickly as I could trying to find an Elk
reed. I found an old one and gave a small meow.
This cow elk called back about 7 to 8
times in a row. Something I didn’t think they did. I called
back one more time and in she came with her calf to with in 5
yards. I had no plans on shooting a cow so I watched her for a
minute before she got nervous and ran off.
I thought to myself man I’ve had a
pretty good evening hunt so far but I better get back to calling
moose. I’ve never called in a moose before but I called the
way a friend taught me to. I would do a cow moose in heat call
about every 15 minutes or so and the odd time throw in a couple
of bull grunts. About an hour and a half later, I could hear
this strange sound. It sounded something like the sound of
finger tapping lightly on your desk.
These little thumps were spaced out
evenly about 2 seconds apart. I wasn’t sure what was making
the noise until it started to get closer and louder. It turned
out to be a bull moose grunting every couple of steps.
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The bog I was set up on is
about 200 yards across and the bull came in about 150 yards to
my right. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The bull was
looking right at my location I guess he was looking for the cow
that was calling. He slowly worked his way towards me looking in
all directions for the cow.
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He was now at 30 yards broadside but I
didn’t feel I could make a good shot so I waited. When all of
a sudden he turned and started walking away. He was about 60 to
70 yards away when I got desperate for a solution. The first
thing that came to mine was to do a small bull grunt. It worked.
He looked back my way and started moving back in my direction.
The bull then stopped at 40 yards just in behind a small spruce
tree so I grunted quietly one more time. He walked right passed
me at 10 yards.
I tried to draw my bow but the string
got caught on my sling. I freed up the string drew back only to
discover that the string was hitting the brim of my hat. I drew
back my bow the second time, this time knocking my hat off and
stared at a spot behind the shoulder then released the arrow.
The next thing I saw was just the feathers sticking out right at
the place where I had been staring. The bull turned to his left
and bolted for the centre of the bog. I grunted as loud as I
could a couple of times. The bull then stopped in his tracks and
stood there 80 yards away for a couple for seconds after which
he wobbled a couple of times and went down.
All this happened so quickly that I
had to collect my thoughts for a minute. I couldn’t believe
what I had just done. I got down from my tree and retrieved the
broken arrow and went over to take a closer look at my bull. I
couldn’t be any happier I had just taken my first big game
animal with my 60 lb. Falcon Recurve. I was also happy that I
had made the shot with a cedar arrow and a Wensel Woodsman
broadhead . I want to thank my friend and hunting partner Gary
M. for helping me get the bull back to camp. It was about 1:30
Am when we finally finished packing the bull back to camp.
Written By: Calvin
Briggs
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