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| The Plan that went wrong. My buddy and I have known each other for several years now and we have always done much of our hunting together. Last year we were crazy enough to join an expedition to Colorado where we had high hopes of harvesting a bull elk. The best part about it was that we found out that it did not cost a thing to hunt in the Colorado area. All we had to do was pay our own way and buy the $500.00 non-resident license the state required. We drove up together and on our way decided that there may be a chance that we were not going to see many elk and had to come up with an agreement about how we were going to set the ground rules when scouting together. We decided that if we were hunting together, the first one to spot an animal would have first choice on whether they wanted to shoot it or pass it up. On the first day of the hunt we decided to post at different areas along a clearing that stretched over 1/2 a mile with thick forest on each end. My buddy decided to accompany of friend who lived in the area, he figured that if he went with someone who had over 20 years experience hunting the Colorado area that he would have a better chance to get lucky! I posted in my spot for about 3 hours and saw a nice 8 point mule deer with 6 does in front of him but nothing else. All I wanted to do was put a bullet in that animal but unfortunately I was not able to buy a mule deer license. There are only limited licenses available for them. Anyway, I hadn't seen anything and the sun was setting. I saw my buddy walking back towards me at about 5:10p.m., so I started packing up my things. When I stood up to pack my binoculars my friend yelled "holly crap look at that". It was two bull elk that had just run out of the thick forest. One was a beautiful 6x6 and the second was a spike that ran in right behind him. I was pissed because the elk came out in my spot. The spot that I had just sat for 3 hours waiting, I could not believe that this son of a B*^#! saw my elk first. I yelled at him "SHOOT IT". He pulled out his rifle, aimed at the elk and all you heard was "click". His gun was empty!!! Our buddy who had hunted in the area for 20 years told him when they were at their spot that it would be best if he had already emptied his gun and he had forgotten. He then yelled to me "I don't have a damn bullet, shoot him Leroy". He didn't have to tell me twice! I shot the elk and had a huge smile on my face afterwards. Boy he was pissed. Later that night we were excited that we were able to take an elk on the first day, he figured that it was okay that I took his elk because he was just going to shoot another one the next day. Well, seven days later we had not seen another elk. My buddy came back empty handed! To this day he calls my elk "the stolen beauty". I call it the luckiest hunting day I ever had. Leroy Moya Edinburg, TX "Thanks for your story Leroy. I would sure hate to be your friend." Send us your stories. To find details on where exactly our friends were hunting in the Colorado area, please send a request to customerservice@southtexasoutdoorsman.com for information. |
