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In case you didn't catch Part 1 here's the link to it. http://www.coueswhitetail.com/forums/topic/52302-shiras-moose-utah-part-1/?hl=moose Part 2, here are some of what I felt were some of the highlights of my hunt. There were too many to list all of them so I tried to pick the ones that stood out to me most. First, the colors were amazing, bold, bright and every changing. We spent a total of 10 day in the field. Seven days the first week of the season and I killed on the morning of the third day of my return trip. We saw moose almost every day in the field. Here a few of the moose we saw. Our first morning back in the field, after having been home to fulfill some family and business obligations, we were treated to an amazing lunar eclipse. It took us a while to figure out what we were seeing as we had not heard anything about it prior to seeing it. A quick search on the phone the Eclipse was confirmed. The next morning we were treated to what I can only describe as Mega-Moon. On the morning I killed, we returned to a canyon where we had seen a good bull the night before. I passed on him that evening but after looking at the pictures I had taken, I decided he was worth a run at. After Glassing for a short while I found a cow feeding. We could tell there was another moose with her but couldn’t tell what it was. After watching for ten minutes or so and having not seen any antlers we concluded it was either another cow or a calf. We proceeded to glass the surrounding cuts when the cow stepped out in the clear and pulled the bull I would eventually take with her. They were moving to our right towards some thick cover. I grabbed my rifle ran up the ridge to get above and in front of him. Once in a position I felt would give me the best chance, I started glassing through the trees when a heard a soft grunt to my left. I turn to look and not 35 yards from me was the bull - he was in some really thick cover so no shot was possible. The bull started to move away and to my left so I backed out slowly and again tried to get in front of him. Once in the clear and in front of him I see him step into the clearing and stop at about 45 yards. I drop to my knee, put my cross hair center mass and fired. So close to him I didn’t hear the WHOP! The bull just started to walk away from me. At first I questioned did I miss? But then he started to huff and I saw a red mist from his nose and he fell over dead. I would like to thank everyone for all the help I received it was all much appreciated. I was very fortunate to have the help of a great friend who lives in the unit and two great friends from Tucson who were able to make the trip and join me in the field. The vacation they used and the time away from their families was much appreciated. He taped out at 133 7/8th gross with a 44 6/8th spread. For what it's worth that equates to about a 105" Coues deer. Now the most amazing part...The clearing he was about to step into when I fired was one of many utility cuts on the mountain and as luck would having it there was work being done up the mountain from me and the workers allowed me to take my truck up the road to recover my moose. I was able to back my truck right up to the quartered out moose.

Well my bussy went up Wednesday. Checked his cam down low and no elk on cam. Set up camp Thursday up high and found two groups of bulls. Me and his other buddy showed up Friday mourning at 1:30am. got couple hours of sleep and it was time to eat breakfast. The plan was stay near the top of the ridgeline and hope to run into some bulls. Since the ground was frozen out in the open from the dew and 18 degree temperature. Well we ran into couple cow elk right out of camp but no bulls. We crossed the main road and up another hill ... no more elk but deer sign everywhere. While we get to the edge of the hill we glass some pockets of meadows we can see and still nothing ... no deer no elk ... no nothing. While other two guys are talking about the "plan" i hear a short bugle across the small valley. We end up hurrying down and up this small valley to hopefully catch this bull moving. By time we get to cresting this hill some water bottles fall out of my pack. I take it off and start putting the water bottles back in my pack and a hear our buddy whistle. I quickly look at him and he was pointed down in front of us. I turn more and see a cow elk making its way torward us in this small draw. We get on our knees hoping that they won't see us. From my point of view i can only see a small portion of this draw....i glass and glass and glass and not seeing anything more and my arms are getting tired so i let them down. Well that one cow i saw is now 30 yards away right in front of me and she snapped her head to me. I felt terrible that i ruined the hunt that mouring... but she turned back to my left cause my buddy is moving and she turns and takes the other elk with her (calf). But the guys are talking i cant hear them but they keep pointing down and talking. All of a sudden hear thats a good bull and my buddy moves into a better position. waiting and waiting .. .. .. .. .. and boom! I remember saying all right he got a shot on opening mourning! and than Boom! he shoots again .. .. .. now im starting to think ohh no he missed ! After couple mins he waived us over and starts shaking his head. He says his first shot was broadside and the bull quartered to him and stared at him. He puts another bullet in and on his second shot the bull didnt hump, flinch, it just ran and not seeing blood. Now we waited 10 mins and started looking for blood where the bull was standing .... not seeing anything we are getting discouraged after couple yards. All of a sudden i hear OH MY GOD !! THERE HE IS !!......he only ran 25-30 yards no blood at all .... We waited couple more minutes and poked him to make sure he was dead. We went to the off side to see the exit wound ... except there was none ! 180 grain 30-06 ?? really no exit ? it had an entry but no exit really strange. We took pics, tagged him, and gutted him ... i stayed with the elk while they got the truck. Luckily he dropped 30 yards from a road. Well since the wallow fire there arent that many good hanging trees anymore. We skinned him while his head was on the ground ... good learning curve there... not many pics but hope they work. This first one is how close we walked up by time we saw him.

My son drew a 22N late bull hunt this year. We headed up Thursday night real late. I stayed up all night setting up camp then set off before light. Got to our glassing spot and only saw 3 nice coues bucks. Went back to camp for some grub and a nap. Got out that evening but didn't see much. Next morning decided to go to another area that I have never been. First off started glassing elk, cows and calves. then a nice mulie buck, then 4 bulls way down a canyon about mile and half away. Looked at my son and said what do you think? He said, let get em! We took off got to 400 yards and watched them feed for awhile and got set up behind the 338 edge. Once he said he was ready it was a couple shots and bull was down! We took our time, made a couple of long trip for meat and had a great time. Heres a few pictures from the trip