Well my fleeting few days of hunting with friends and family is over. It's my turn and unfortunately I'll be single and not really loving it. As I noted in previous blogs archery elk hunting is often best when partnered up.
Since the elk will be revving up and satellite bulls will be wandering I should have some luck to gamble on. My strategy is to locate elk and hopefully join an elk party without even uttering a word. If I can't find a party somewhere I plan to make my own, but once I get an interested partygoer I'll slow down the calling and let the bull hunt me.
From past hunts I know that calling too much just gives a bull an excuse to sit back and wait like a gobbler does in the spring. In the afternoons when the calling is slow my plan is to lunch and nap near a wallow in case a plump satellite sneaks in for a mud bath.
That's my plan, but with more than two decades of elk experience in my scrapbook I'm not betting on anything working perfectly. I am betting on having lots of fun though and hopefully you'll be able to watch it on TV next summer.
Geez there must be a big whitetail around here. Oops, I forgot I'm elk hunting.