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Spring 2020 issue Backcountry Journal

Bring My Ashes Here: the story of three generation's backcountry retreat. The spring 2020 issue of Backcountry Journal has this amazing story, conservation news from Backcountry Hunters & Anglers, hunting and fishing tips and more!

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PUBLIC LAND OWNER

E-BIKES and the Backcountry

BY TIM BRASS

I’m not one to pass up a shot on an elk. My hunting buddies all

give me a hard time about “ruining a great bow hunt” prematurely,

as I tend shoot the first legal elk within comfortable range. I

would argue my approach has been dictated by the fact that I’ve

largely been limited to hunting Colorado’s increasingly crowded

over-the-counter archery units for the past nine years, where if

you have an interest in putting meat in the freezer, it’s best to take

the shot when you get it.

But this year was different. Nine years of over-the-counter elk

hunting had yielded enough preference points to draw a tag in a

“trophy unit” with a near 50:50 bull to cow ratio and 80 percent

of the unit in public ownership. I figured, heck, when in Rome

it’d be worth testing my self-restraint to go after a big guy along

with my friends who had drawn the same tag.

We gave it our all and had opportunities to shoot bulls nearly

every day of the season, though the big guys had eluded us. The

last week of the season I met up with a friend who had found a

concentration of elk like he had never seen before – bulls bugling

all day long. They were hiding out five to eight miles from camp,

just off a dirt bike trail. We had found the elk motherlode, but

it was a haul, and the better way to access it would be with the

assistance of a dirt bike, e-bike or mountain bike.

So, we loaded up a mountain bike and a borrowed e-bike, and

the next morning biked to within a mile of the elk. With packs

loaded to the gills for an overnight trip, and plenty of pedaling still

required, it wasn’t exactly an easy uphill climb, but the thought

of riding a pack of meat back down on wheels eased a bit of my

hesitation to let an arrow fly.

We were down to the last few days of the season, and I was

needed back home, so it was time to fill the freezer. A perfect

calling setup brought a smaller 5 x 5 within 20 yards – too good

to pass up. I let the arrow fly, and he tipped over within sight. Six

miles deep, our fingers were crossed that our experimental e-bike

packout would work out as hoped. And, oh did it! The packout

was a downhill roll and, where pedaling was involved, the e-assist

kicking in made it perhaps wrongly easy. I lapped three of the four

bags of meat out with daylight to spare, using the turbo e-assist on

the uphill and riding the load downhill with relative ease.

A former mountain biker myself, the ride reminded me of

the joys of cruising downhill on a single track – a joy that I had

not experienced in years. Time for me to grab a new bike and

rediscover old ways? Not exactly. In recent years, I’ve found myself

more often pushing back on a seemingly relentless push by some

in the mountain bike community for more trail development

everywhere.

A growing breadth of scientific evidence is showing that

recreational disturbance from mountain bikes and other uses

is having a significant negative impact on elk populations in

30 | BACKCOUNTRY JOURNAL SPRING 2020

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