FIGJAM
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I am curious what everybody's preference is? This post was born from this years elk hunt. A little back ground - I put in for a controlled hunt with an old high school buddy (who I haven't hunted with for years) and his brother and his brother's 13 year old son. I spent a few days scouting before the hunt started and met up with them the night before and set up camp. I was told that their main priority was that the 13 year old have an opportunity at an elk, even though neither of them had ever shot an elk before. I have shot a few, so I was cool with this and we came up with a game plan that if we saw some elk we would let the kid get set up and pick his elk, and if there was more than one shooter bull the rest of us would wait to shoot until he did. The kid was shooting a 25-06 (that he had never shot before, borrowed from a grandpa) and the other two had 7mm's. Keep in mind these guys are casual hunters and even more casual shooters. I asked what their guns were sighted in at and they said around 100 yards (whatever that means). I should also add that none of them have range finders, I am the only one. This is the point where I start to have some regrets about my choice of hunting companions...Opening morning rolled around and it was 3 degrees outside. Instead of saddling up the horses the other 3 wanted to do a road hunt in the comfort of the truck. Normally I am against this, but there weren't that many tags given out in this particular area, and I had seen several elk from the road while scouting, so I thought what the heck. I had a couple weeks off for the hunt, so I wasn't in a huge hurry. Sure enough, a few miles down the road we see 5 bull elk about 600 yards away on the side of the hill. There were a couple small 4 points, a small 5, a decent 6x7 and a nice 5x6.
I start to open my mouth to talk game plan and all hell breaks loose! The kids dad (who was the driver) throws the truck in park, grabs the kids 25-06 as he is jumping out of the truck, and runs further down the road (away from the elk) towards some trees to find a rest so he can start lobbing lead. The kid is stumbling out of the truck trying to run after dad, and my buddy is bailing out trying to load his 7mm at the same time. The 3 smaller elk bailed out with all the noise and chaos, I saw them booking it for the pines as I walked around the back of the truck, still trying to process what was going on. I think the two bigger elk must have been as confused as I was, because they just stood there and looked at us. As I started to creep through the sage brush and over the hill towards the two elk, my buddy and his brother start firing one shot after the other. I get to a good spot to set up, extend my bipod, range the bigger 5x6 at 431 yards (surprisingly they are still standing there looking at the two guys who have already shot 6 times at them). I dial my VX5HD squeeze the trigger and the elk drops. I sit there watching him in the scope to see if he gets up, but the 145gr ELDX out of my 270 wsm did the job. All of a sudden a hear my buddy yelling asking me if it was ok to shoot over my head? I kid you not he had worked his way up to about 30 yards behind me, had taken a knee, and had the courtesy to ask me that question. It was definitely a *** moment and I looked back at him and said hell no, get up here next to me! When I looked back towards the elk, I noticed the 6x7 was just kind of running around in circles 50 yards below the elk I had just shot. My buddy gets up next to me and starts shooting at it, he had just reloaded after emptying his gun. My buddy and his brother fire two full magazines at the elk between the two of them, the 6x7 finally went down. THE KID NEVER EVEN GOT TO SHOOT AT THE ELK. While I was quartering the 6x7 I found 4 different bullet holes in it.
As I am walking up to the elk that I killed, my buddies brother comes running up and tries to claim that he shot that elk and it was his. Another *** moment. He told me he was holding at the top of the elks back and took it down. I went back and ranged the elk from the tree he was shooting from and it was just over 600 yards. So I call BS, and tell him I am 100% certain I put a bullet in this elk, but if we clean it and there is more than 1 bullet hole, he can have it. There was only the one bullet hole and I kept the elk. I went through the whole speech that I didn't want any hard feelings and he could take the elk and I'll keep hunting blah blah blah, but that elk ended up coming home with me.
Anyway, the point is I am starting to think I prefer hunting alone. My dad doesn't hunt and I don't have any brothers or family that I go with (I have an 11 year old son that I have been grooming to be my hunting buddy, but we are still limited with school and terrain etc.) so I have always been up for hunting with whomever would go with me. When I was younger I really enjoyed the social part of it, but now I am in my late 30's I am thinking I prefer the serenity of a solo hunt. Maybe this experience is too fresh and I just need to find better hunting buddies! LOL
I was just curious what you all prefer and why? Let me know!
I start to open my mouth to talk game plan and all hell breaks loose! The kids dad (who was the driver) throws the truck in park, grabs the kids 25-06 as he is jumping out of the truck, and runs further down the road (away from the elk) towards some trees to find a rest so he can start lobbing lead. The kid is stumbling out of the truck trying to run after dad, and my buddy is bailing out trying to load his 7mm at the same time. The 3 smaller elk bailed out with all the noise and chaos, I saw them booking it for the pines as I walked around the back of the truck, still trying to process what was going on. I think the two bigger elk must have been as confused as I was, because they just stood there and looked at us. As I started to creep through the sage brush and over the hill towards the two elk, my buddy and his brother start firing one shot after the other. I get to a good spot to set up, extend my bipod, range the bigger 5x6 at 431 yards (surprisingly they are still standing there looking at the two guys who have already shot 6 times at them). I dial my VX5HD squeeze the trigger and the elk drops. I sit there watching him in the scope to see if he gets up, but the 145gr ELDX out of my 270 wsm did the job. All of a sudden a hear my buddy yelling asking me if it was ok to shoot over my head? I kid you not he had worked his way up to about 30 yards behind me, had taken a knee, and had the courtesy to ask me that question. It was definitely a *** moment and I looked back at him and said hell no, get up here next to me! When I looked back towards the elk, I noticed the 6x7 was just kind of running around in circles 50 yards below the elk I had just shot. My buddy gets up next to me and starts shooting at it, he had just reloaded after emptying his gun. My buddy and his brother fire two full magazines at the elk between the two of them, the 6x7 finally went down. THE KID NEVER EVEN GOT TO SHOOT AT THE ELK. While I was quartering the 6x7 I found 4 different bullet holes in it.
As I am walking up to the elk that I killed, my buddies brother comes running up and tries to claim that he shot that elk and it was his. Another *** moment. He told me he was holding at the top of the elks back and took it down. I went back and ranged the elk from the tree he was shooting from and it was just over 600 yards. So I call BS, and tell him I am 100% certain I put a bullet in this elk, but if we clean it and there is more than 1 bullet hole, he can have it. There was only the one bullet hole and I kept the elk. I went through the whole speech that I didn't want any hard feelings and he could take the elk and I'll keep hunting blah blah blah, but that elk ended up coming home with me.
Anyway, the point is I am starting to think I prefer hunting alone. My dad doesn't hunt and I don't have any brothers or family that I go with (I have an 11 year old son that I have been grooming to be my hunting buddy, but we are still limited with school and terrain etc.) so I have always been up for hunting with whomever would go with me. When I was younger I really enjoyed the social part of it, but now I am in my late 30's I am thinking I prefer the serenity of a solo hunt. Maybe this experience is too fresh and I just need to find better hunting buddies! LOL
I was just curious what you all prefer and why? Let me know!