Big Dave Oligee and I sat above an elk wallow in the 2009 elk season for a hunt that brought lots of action. Problem was, all the action was taking place a few yards outside Dave’s effective longbow range. We had made the mistake of setting up on a “secondary” wallow and failed to realize that the main tub was a few yards further up the draw. Dave vowed to get revenge in the 2010 elk season at this same spot. And that he did. He tells his story here…
Not being allowed to use trail cams during season in MT I was going totally on the fact that something had been using the wallow. The first time that I hunted it…I had a really nice black bear come into the water hole on the wrong side of the tree and I couldn’t get my longbow drawn because of a few uncut limbs. The next time I hunted it the wind was right for the elk but not the bear and he skirted the water hole and I couldn’t get a shot. No elk came in either but I could see that a good bull (due to the track )had used it the night before when the wind was in his favor…and I wasn’t there.
I decided to not sit the stand again until it was unusually warm and the wind was right. The conditions were perfect on September 11th. At about 6:45 that evening, I thought I might as well stand up and be ready in case the bear comes in. At 7:00pm I heard an animal coming down the ridge from the same direction the bear came from. To my surprise, it was a really nice bull. The bull would have to come by me to get to the wallow and that’s exactly what he did. He was so big bodied that it was hard to tell exactly how big his rack actually was. As he approached the tree he had to dip his antlers to get under the tree and I got a really good look at him as he went under. As soon as he leveled his head out so he wasn’t looking straight up at me, I came to full draw. He stopped broadside at 3 yards and I hammered him directly through both lungs. The arrow buried to the fletchings. The bull ran out of sight just 40 yards away and all went quiet. Then I heard him collapse. My legs were shaking so bad after I realized what I had just done that I thought I would fall out of my stand. I waited about 45 minutes and decided to take up the track. I had looked the area over with my binoculars and thought that I could see him about 80 yards away. I walked a short distance before I realized that I had seen him. He had been dead since I climbed out of the tree. What an awesome sight to walk up on your first elk killed with a longbow! It was also a pretty cool experience to shoot that bull with a broadhead that I designed myself and was field testing for the first time on that hunt.
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