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With no bulls spotted, we opted to<br />
continue to a swamp further up the mountain.<br />
A brief hike and investigation of the<br />
area revealed plenty of moose sign and confirmation<br />
of what we already knew. There<br />
were a good number of moose in the area,<br />
but we didn’t come across anything to put<br />
a tag on.<br />
Last Resort<br />
By the time we had wrapped up at the<br />
swamp, only two hours were left of legal<br />
shooting light. This was not going to leave<br />
us enough time to get to a new area. Since<br />
the rut was in full swing, Weston suggested<br />
we set up on a ridge above where we had<br />
located the cow and calf earlier. Perhaps a<br />
bull would pass through, or better yet come<br />
looking for the cow.<br />
Methodically we scanned the area,<br />
picking apart every little detail and dark<br />
spot that appeared out of place. We caught<br />
a glimpse of the same cow, but she still<br />
didn’t have male company. With less than<br />
an hour of daylight remaining, Weston<br />
asked, “What do you think, cow call?” I<br />
gave the thumbs up. With the live decoy<br />
feeding below us, if there was a bull<br />
close-by, she would be the ideal way to<br />
draw him into the open.<br />
EEEEE-OOOOO-F-F-F. Weston<br />
made one calling sequence. Patiently we<br />
waited. The silence was suddenly broken<br />
by a far-off grunt, coming from the back<br />
of the large cut block, which was roughly<br />
a thousand yards away. The first grunt was<br />
followed by another a few seconds later.<br />
The steady grunts grew louder and closer,<br />
as the smitten bull came to investigate.<br />
Since we weren’t in an ideal spot for a<br />
comfortable rest, we relocated in anticipation<br />
of where the bull would eventually<br />
step out. If he continued on his chosen<br />
path, he should first appear about two hundred<br />
yards away on a small ridge that was<br />
clear of any trees. It was a waiting game.<br />
Listening to grunt after grunt, I habitually<br />
re-checked my rest, rangefinder, rifle<br />
and shooting lanes. The anticipation was<br />
excruciating!<br />
“There he is!” Weston said. He was<br />
five yards to my left and had a clear view<br />
as the bull emerged, but I couldn’t see it.<br />
“He’s coming. Get ready.” I chambered a<br />
round, and settled in, looking through my<br />
riflescope at where the bull should soon<br />
be visible. “Wait, he’s staring right at us!”<br />
It felt like my heart was going to beat out<br />
of my chest. This was it. I was finally going<br />
to get my opportunity to kill my first<br />
Canadian moose.<br />
Considering the bull’s steady pace I<br />
realized that he wasn’t going to let up,<br />
so I asked Weston to pass me my bow.<br />
It looked like he would soon be right on<br />
top of us and well within bow range. I<br />
rushed to range-find some surrounding<br />
landmarks, and focused on containing my<br />
excitement and keeping my composure.<br />
If he appeared where I thought he was<br />
going to, I’d have a clear sixty-yard shot.<br />
Grunt, grunt, grunt – the bull continued<br />
to come, head swaying back and forth<br />
with each step.<br />
I was ready to take the shot. When the<br />
bull got to sixty-five yards he stopped. All I<br />
needed was for him to take just a few more<br />
short steps. As luck would have it, that’s<br />
the exact moment the wind shifted and<br />
blew our scent directly to the previously<br />
unsuspecting bull. This caused him to turn<br />
ninety degrees and get out of there.<br />
Second Chances<br />
It was like fate with this bull. Usually,<br />
when an animal blows out, they go quickly<br />
and quietly. This moose however was so<br />
wrapped up in the rut that he walked off<br />
slowly and continued grunting the entire<br />
way. This was a second chance! Abandoning<br />
my bow, I again grabbed my rifle and<br />
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