This Labor Day weekend proved to be just that... Labor. I'll start at the beginning... we moved our "Crappy Camper," (which we love, that's just a term of endearment) up to Island Park at the end of August to get ready for Elk Season. This is both Drake and my favorite hunting season of the year! He stays up there pretty much all of September, and I come up as often as I can. This is the 4th year I’ve hunted elk, and I had never taken one before. It’s not an easy thing to get within 20 yards of such smart animals. Instead of sitting in tree stands or hunting blinds, we are out hiking the mountains. Such a good workout let me tell you!
On the third day I hunted this month, we were up at 4:30 AM and Drake, his hunting buddy from Reno and I were just about to pull into one of our favorite hunting spots. It’s a pretty rough road and takes a very long time to get to the top before starting our hike. Right as the gate came into the truck view I realized that I had on my camp slippers/slip on shoes. I had put them on while getting ready to run outside real quick and thought I’d remember to put on my hunting boots. The trail we were planning on taking is about 2 miles uphill, in really thick terrain. So I said an unintelligible word and had to break the news to the boys. They were nice and said we could go back to camp, but I knew that would ruin the whole day and someone else would get back to this spot before we could. So because I’m super stubborn and knew I’d never live this one down, I told them I’d just walk part way for a minute and hangout on the trail while they hunted. For some reason I just knew that this was going to be a lucky day. I’m usually the only one that does dumb things like this around the Atwood family, and whenever I do it seems like I have the best luck right after. They thought I could just sleep in the truck while I waited, but that didn’t interest me because I couldn’t let the guys have all the fun. So we started up the mountain…. I can’t tell you what a workout it was to keep those blasted things on my feet. They are not comfortable at all! I was determined not to complain though. So after hiking nearly to the top we got into some elk. I had a huge bull 25 yards in front of me but needed him to take a step past a tree before I could shoot, and then the wind changed (meaning he could smell us) and he took off. When we are close to the elk, Drake backs up and calls to them while Tony and I sneak forward to set up for a shot. Tony was determined to film my hunt, so he had the video camera up at all times. So we hiked a little further and all of the sudden 3 elk started running right for me, Tony was right behind me. The first one was 5 yards in front of me and was about to run me over because I was standing on their trail. I wish I had my eyes on camera, because I was definitely panicked. Elk are HUGE! It was 2 cows, and a small spike (2 girls and a young male.) I didn’t want to get ran over so I pulled back my bow, which spooked them, and tried to get a shot. I was pulled back forever (meaning I was shaking because it gets harder the longer you are pulled back) waiting for one of the cows to turn broadside, but they took off before I could shoot. Tony and Drake started calling again and as I turned back around the small spike was standing 15 yards broadside of me, so without much thought I shot. Tony had just turned back to tell Drake to call and didn’t see me shoot, but surprisingly the corner of the camera caught it on film. I shot my first elk!! I shot my first elk in my slippers!! HA! I made a good shot and my arrow passed through. Unfortunately all the pictures of me with him are on Drake’s camera still in Island Park. He’s a small spike, but after 4 years of hard work, I’m very proud of him. We will have enough meat for at least a year! This first picture is me anxiously waiting to go find my elk while showing off my sweet shoes. The Atwood’s will tease me about this forever, and from now on will ask if I have my boots every single time we go out, but at least I have something to show for it! What a day! We hiked at least 4 or 5 miles total, and I was soar in placed I've never been before, but what a cool experience. Once the boys are back hopefully I can add the pictures and maybe even the video of my unforgettable day.
Lucky Elk Slip ons
It's so much work to pack out an elk, especially as far in as we were. This is Drake and Tony with their crazy heavy packs.
This was while we waited.... Isn't he so cute!



