With that Craig took the shoulder blade he was carrying and began to rake a fir tree next to the trail. The bull instantly responded by raking a clump of alders. We could see the bushes moving but could not see the moose. We waited and watched. Suddenly the bull called and both of us looked at each other,
Craig made a walking movement with his fingers indicating the... Read more
With that Craig took the shoulder blade he was carrying and began to rake a fir tree next to the trail. The bull instantly responded by raking a clump of alders. We could see the bushes moving but could not see the moose. We waited and watched. Suddenly the bull called and both of us looked at each other,
Craig made a walking movement with his fingers indicating the... Read more
There you go there's our bull" Craig whispered. One thing I have to say is that once Craig is in hunting mode he seldom talk's, his mind seems to be one thing and one thing only, his prey! The only conversation is usually what is necessary. He has great patience and can sit quietly for hours without talking and very seldom moving.
Craig instructed me to load my rifle... Read more