S: 2009 Season
FC: 2009 Hunting Season
1: 2009 was another great year to remember. I held my first sheep tag ever, an excellent Wyoming elk hunt and general Idaho hunts which include deer, elk and archery antelope. I met some great guys on these trips, and shared times that I will never forget. Even tho unsuccessful on some hunts, I will always remember the great memories that were made.
2: July 23rd weekend scouting in Wyoming unit 31 "Team Tossback" (Mark, Remington, Travis, Reggie, Monte) | Monte evening scout | "Captain Morgan" The bull I was after. | Low country in 31. | The 5 of us saw over 200 bulls that weekend, several large bucks, a badger, lots of antelope and made great memories (Team Tossback, helicopter-helicopter, Lizard, Captain).
3: Sheep Hunt in 27-1.
4: Photo of us leaving in the morning to pack in. Gerry drove us to Mule hill to drop us off, cooked an awesome dinner the night before, breakfast that morning and wished us luck on the week to follow, living off our backs and looking for a ram. | Travis and Aaron at Kwis Kwis sheep camp the night before the opener. About 8 miles in and there were 3 chairs there! Sweet! That night was an awesome lightning storm that soaked most of my stuff.
5: The sheep hunt was unsuccessful but not surprising. It is arguably the hardest sheep hunt in the country! Aaron and I packed in all the way down Indian Creek crossing the creek several times and met up with Hoyt. Hoyt flew into IC air strip and met us with more supplies. The 3 of us went to Grays Peak from there for the next few days and saw our first and only sheep, a lamb and ewe, on the Grays Peak trip. After getting back to base camp, Aaron and I headed towards Teapot for one last try. It was a quick evening hunt but did see several lambs and ewes. Again, no rams. That night we stayed at camp on the runway, drank everything we had, laughed and told stories. It was something I'll always remember even tho no meat was taken out of the Frank Church on that trip. We never saw an elk, only 5 deer (does and fawns), 3 goats, 2 bears and heard a wolf.
6: Idaho Archery Antelope
7: After 5 days of hunting and no antelope coming to water, this small buck and two does came in around 11:00. I didn't want to shoot a small buck, but I decided I would if I could get it on video. He came to the wrong window for video so I just watched him for a few minutes. He wouldn't leave so I moved the camera and took the shot. The rest is history. On the way back from recovering him, this small buck was bedded down at my water hole, so I took his picture.
8: Wyoming Elk Hunt
9: I had only a 2.5% chance of drawing this WY tag. Luck was on my side. I met a lot of good guys after I drew this tag that joined me in WY for the scouting trip and the hunting trip. We saw about 20 bulls/day on the hunt, several mature muley bucks and antelope. This was a hunt that I could only dream of doing again. This was the biggest bull that I saw on the hunting trip.
10: This is Captain Morgan. We found this bull on our scouting trip and dreamed of harvesting him during the hunt. I never did see Captain Morgan alive after the scouting trip. Some UT guys camped around the corner from me on the hunt killed him opening morning. They were nice enough to share these photos with me. He was / is a beautiful bull and I have to admit I was pretty down and out that I wasn't the one to put my tag on him.
12: General Idaho Elk
13: Aaron, Adam and I went to unit 39 for a general elk hunt. None of us had much time to commit so it was all out opening day. We left home at 02:00 hrs and hiked until it got light, and of course there were guys everywhere.
14: We split up to cover as much country as possible. We saw plenty of elk but all cows. Adam missed a spike and pushed a whole herd to me and Aaron but we never did see the elk! We met up with Adam thinking he was coming to get us to pack meat since we had heard him shoot but that was not the case. He was following the herd of elk that had two raghorns in it. After scratching our heads trying to figure out how we missed them running right by us, we figured out they must have turned and went over the ridge into the timber behind us. I walked probably only 50 yards down the other side of the ridge glassing into the timber before spotting an elk. It was the color of a bull but couldn't see its head to confirm it. I watched and waited for about 10 minutes, ranging it at 430 yards. FINALLY! It moved its head and it was a bull. First shot...nothing. Second shot... the bull takes one step back, then left, then disappears. Did I hit him, did I miss?
15: So many questions went through my head. I just sat and listened. I could hear sticks breaking and it was coming towards me. I could hear it coming and it was going to walk just below me. I started moving down the hill as quiet as possible (which was NOT), watching and listening just waiting for whatever it was to pop out into the open. About 40 yards down the hill from where I had just shot, out walks the bull on a trail only about 50 yards down hill from me. This time the shot was right on and dropped him in his tracks. Of course then he rolled into a brush patch that you can see in the photos. It was a long pack out, crossing the North Fork in the dark. Aaron and I went straight down to the main road and Adam went back to the truck and was then going to drive around and pick us up. We were all relieved to see the truck. Aaron and I packed out the rest the next day. Neither Adam or Aaron hunted any more that season.