Met up with my ol' man and two of his friends from Great Falls for opening day of rifle season. We knew where a large herd of elk was hanging out on private ground so we set ourselves up on the perimeter. We had a beautiful morning and some of my party had some luck but really long story short, the bull that one of our party shot and killed was claimed by another hunter, from out of state. Lame, I know. Sometimes you just have to pick your battles though and that confrontation had the potential to go down hill very quickly. Said thief has the guilty conscious, not us. My dad and I went out on Sunday and got into elk but once again we were fowled by private land owned by out-of-staters (Texas!).
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| Great spot to watch the sun come up! |
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| Thats Wood Butcher, Hairy Dingus, and #3 (code names). |
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| Thats about half the herd, on the wrong side of the fence. |
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| Driving out, we found a giant herd of goats; 17. |
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| ~15 of the 17 were Billies! Two of which were giant, giant, goats. |
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