Elk Hunt 2018 – Field Notes

My 2018 general season elk hunt here in Utah was rough. General season hunts are rarely, if ever, a sure thing.

Nov 23, 2018 #hunting#biggame

General season elk hunt here in Utah

Photo Credit: Spencer Durrant

My 2018 general season elk hunt here in Utah was rough. General season hunts are rarely, if ever, a sure thing, but the whole process got upended thanks to a completely incompetent regional Forest Service office.

Bad management decisions led to the worst wildfire of the year for Utah – and most of the 103,000 acres it scorched were right through the heart of the unit for which I had tags. I wasn’t able to access the areas I scouted, or other areas I’ve seen elk in before. It felt like starting a brand-new hunt, which isn’t what you want to do on opening day. Thanks to the fire and land closures by the Forest Service, though, I didn’t have much choice.

I didn’t draw a bull tag, but I drew a cow tag and bought an over-the-counter spike tag. In Utah, you can typically hunt spike elk on any general season cow unit. While I rarely go hunting just for spike elk, having the extra tag along is always nice because it means I can harvest two elk in the same season when I have a cow tag.

Over the course of the hunt, I kept a rough journal of how things went, what I saw, and of course, whether or not I was successful. What follows are my field notes – raw and unedited, for the most part – about this year’s elk hunt.

October 5 – Night before the opener

Sunset on a hunting unit

Well, the Forest Service decided to close the whole unit down to any public access. Photo Credit: Spencer Durrant

They let the fire burn out of control, then I have to suffer the consequences of their questionable management decisions. I was really disappointed and angry at that point.

Anyways, I don’t know where I’ll be able to hunt, or what parts of the unit I’ll even get to access. I don’t think I’ll hunt the opener, either. I’m gonna wait and see how everything pans out.

October 7 – Day 2 of the hunt

I skipped opening day and went fishing up in Wyoming instead. I caught a 24-inch rainbow on a dry fly, so it wasn’t a complete bust. That fish ate a size 16 BWO, which was pretty cool.

I did get out today, on the southern end of the unit, down by Bear Canyon. It’s one of the few open places left. I’ve never hunted this far south, and I didn’t see anything in four hours of hiking through the rain. Talking to a couple of my buddies, it sounds like the hunt’s been this hard for everyone.

I didn’t scout down here, and the terrain is different than the canyons I planned on hunting further north. But I didn’t plan on a forest fire or on losing access to my public lands, either.

October 10 – Day 5 of the hunt

My buddy Lynn has a spike tag too, so we got out on a small wildlife management area on the west slope of Mt. Nebo. It’s a tiny piece of land that didn’t get shut down after the fire.

Utah deer

We saw a bunch of deer – mostly does, but a couple of two-point bucks. Photo Credit: Spencer Durrant

There was tons of elk sign, mostly droppings and track, but they were a few days old. And I couldn’t tell if the tracks were headed higher up the mountain, or down lower into the valley.

October 11 – Day 6 of the hunt

Utah mountain side

Lynn and I got into one hell of an adventure today. I spent a bunch of time looking at topo maps and talking to other hunters who have a tag for this same unit. A couple of mountains on the south end of the unit look promising, so we went down to investigate. Photo Credit: Spencer Durrant

There was just one problem, though – a big storm socked in right around 7,000 feet, and as soon as we got up there it was a complete whiteout. We’d driven the side-by-side through a foot of fresh powder and got up on this ridge that looked like a good place to glass from. It would’ve been if the storm hadn’t been so bad we could only see fifty feet in front of us.

So we abandoned that spot, drove another hour or so south, and ended up dropping off a ridge down into a valley with a few lakes and streams. We saw a cow standing in a field of pristine snow, and Lynn and I both got excited like kids on Christmas. We’d moved to a different unit where we could only shoot spike.

The cow moved further into the field, and the rest of the herd followed. We glassed, and didn’t see anything with horns. Then the big bull stepped out – a good five point pushing 300 – and he had the herd of 30 or so cows to himself. There wasn’t a spike to be seen.

Three hours and two miles of hiking through the snow later, we left the mountain with nothing to show for it.

October 18 – Day 13 of the hunt

This was the last day to fill my spike tag. I’ve spent time on the southern end of my unit, hoping to find a spike with some cows. I heard through the grapevine that a herd had been running around the valleys by Hop Creek, a spot I’ve never hunted. I went over there and saw something moving in the trees a few ridges from where I was glassing.

By the time I got to that ridge, I’d lost almost all my light and couldn’t find any promising sign. I think what I saw was a cow, but it could’ve been a deer. I’m doubting my abilities at this point.

This is two years in a row I didn’t fill my spike tag.

October 26 – Day 21 of the hunt

It’s been a long week or so. I’ve gotten out in the evenings, glassing and calling on as many different spots as I could. The Forest Service FINALLY opened a bit more of my unit, but the fire torched that area and it doesn’t look like anything’s stuck around.

I still haven’t seen an elk on the unit I have a cow tag for. It’s getting depressing. I know a few other guys are having similar luck, so at least it’s not just me.

October 30 – Last day of the hunt

Well, I wanted to hunt the last day, but apparently my body had other plans. I got stupid sick over the weekend and couldn’t get out of bed – much less hunt. It looks like this is the second year in a row I’ll be eating tag soup.

It’s frustrating because if the Forest Service hadn’t locked me out of my public land, I could’ve gotten into some elk. I know it. But I guess this also shows the need to scout more of my unit in the future, not just the spots I’m used to hunting.

I still had fun though, so I guess that counts for something. Right?

Spencer Durrant is a fly fishing writer, outdoors columnist, and novelist from Utah. His work has appeared in Field & Stream, Sporting Classics Daily, American Angler, Trout Magazine, Hatch Magazine, and other national publications. Spencer is the Owner/CEO of Cutthroat Creative Media. Find him on Twitter/Instagram, @Spencer_Durrant.

Spencer DurrantSpringville, Utah
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