As I promised from the other thread:
5x5 taken opening day muzzleloader up on notellum ridge.
Basically hunted all day, got rained out but was smart enough to have rain gear. Found out new hiking shoes wife bought aren't waterproof...
30 minutes left of shooting light and my dad asks if I'm ready to go. I say no, 30 more minutes, we have headlamps to walk the 3 miles out. 10 minutes Later I get my stuff ready to go and see if he is ready. He wasn't so I told him let a bugle rip.
He then walks over to take a leak and above us a couple hundred yards a bull chuckles (I tell my dad later its because the elk saw him whip it out to take a leak and was laughing!)
I peak around the tree, see the bull and get set up with a couple shooting lanes, tell my dad to drop 50 yards below me behind more trees and cow call and bugle. I watch the bull slowly work his way down to the right, wind was perfect though so no chance to smell us. 60 yards in the open and he stops...Bam! Walks uphill about 20 yards and arches up like he is gut shot...shit!
I reload quickly but he very slowly works his way into some trees and I hear a thud!
Get reloaded, calmed down and sneak up there. Its pretty close to dark now so I have my headlamp on but work my way up to him and he is down for the count. Double lung shot!
Then the work started!
Not my biggest bull but a good 5x5 for public ground. Meat is already at Steves. I caped it out and trade the cape to the taxidermist for a panel mount.
oh, and muzzleloader is my Remington Genesis in camo with thumbhole stock, SS barrel, fiberoptic sights (iron sights only), shooting 385 grain hornady great plains Lead bullets. 100 grains of Pyrodex RS.
