The story...
After a long day hiking and seeing a grand total of 3 rabbits, we relocated. Searching a valley we came across 4 cows at the top of the ridge, roughly 30 minutes of shooting light left in the day.. By laser, roughy 300 yards. My friend has been jonesing for elk for years is with me and really wants the shot. But the entire group is skylined and regardless of want, its no good to the hunter in me. I have faith in me behind the trigger, but if i miss that bullet is covering nothing but sky.
So the group moves off and we start up the valley to find them. Now looking at it, the climb is beyond 90 degrees vertical. Spiderman would have trouble with this climb, but being superhuman myself, i make the climb with only a couple breathers. Besides the climb, the entire canyon is covered in heavy growth and there is no easy way up.
My partner goes left and i go right, we end up a hundred yards apart. As i am moving in full ninja stealth mode, making only slightly more noise than an armored division wearing tap shoes and throwing fireworks, i spot a handful of cows. With the growth, no shot on any of them as al i see are the tops of their heads.. They begin moving and happily as they move i find a 2 foot square shooting lane with about 30 feet between us. I have never been inside 200 yards of an elk. Awesome.
The first few pass as a solid mass, no shot. The last leaves a gap between her and the group. My scope is a 4-12 and is far too much at this range even dialed all the way down. But i can set for elevation and as she enters the glass can judge by coloration to make sure im behind the shoulder. I pull the trigger, i know im on target, but im far too close to hear the bullet strike, so working a bit on faith.
At that moment the entire area around me explodes into elk. I had somehow walked into the middle of an entire herd that only could i not see, but hung out while a marching band waltzed into the middle of them.. Against all logic, they dont like the 30-06 going off,in the middle of them. It is the first holy [beeep] moment in my hunting life. If i had a knife in my hand i could have probably stabbed one to death. It was nuts.
As the forest explodes, i chamber a 2nd round and note that my nickel plates brass goes flying to my right. I had 2 tags to fill and would love to do so, but everywhere i look is a solid wall of fur. No clean shot to be had so i dont try. But the entire herd is sprinting right at Will, my hunting partner.
So with my best cop voice which tends to really carry, i kick out a "theyre headed your way Will". And while it was probably only seconds, it felt like entirely too long before i heard him fire. I moved towards my shooting lane to check for trail, but after only a couple steps i see her about 20 yards to my right. The rest, is above.
Unfortunately i didnt recover my rifle brass and didnt recover the bullet. But i did recover the pistol brass and bullet, and have put a lot of meat in my freezer.
It was a very good end to a very hard day. At least 19 hours awake by the end of it and hopefully by tomorrow im walking normally. But im looking forward to january