Started this post a few times and never finished but 1st rifle elk in Colorado was rough for us. Our whole plan was to get packed in up high and hunt out of a drop camp at 11,200 pretty deep into a wilderness area. Feel like I stared at maps and images of the area within 3-4 miles of what was supposed to be our camp so much that it's burned into the back of my brain.
A few days before the hunt our packer calls and says they are watching a winter storm and may need to move us down. Sure enough 24 inches of snow get dropped "up top" where our camp was supposed to be and they move our tent to a basin around 9,800. According to the wranglers they were seeing sign when setting it up so spirits are still high.
We don't leave Houston until about 7:00PM Wednesday the 10th, drive through the night and have a cabin rented close to the trailhead we are supposed to be packed in on. We find out that the outfit is short on horses and since our new camp is only 2.5 miles from the trailhead, we decide to cooperate and hike in saving them some horses and have them pack in our gear.
arriving at cabin
Day before the season check our rifles, then start the hike in the snow to our camp. We cross into the wilderness area and spirits are still high.
About halfway to the tent we come across the wrangler who has already packed in our gear. He explains that all the snow collapsed our tent and that there is a rip. He apologizes and says he will come back as soon as he can to help but still has other pack-ins to make when he gets back.
State of our tent upon arrival.
First days firewood/water was also supposed to be there for us and it's nowhere to be found (we later discovered that wood was brought out but buried under the snow.
Can't stress how important it is to do trips like this with a good group of guys. The *****ing and moaning was kept to a minimum and in a couple hours we had the tend uncovered and erect (that's what she said) in enough time to do some scouting before sundown.
There was plenty of elk sign in the snow in our basin. This whole area was hit by a big fire in 2002 so it's majority deadfall with fingers of timber mixed in. The sign had me convinced they were still in the basin and opening day I hit every piece of timber in it looking for elk. Even hiked up and across a boulder field to get to some high timber that in hindsight was really stupid to do by myself.
In the back of this basin by the pictures above there were tracks on tracks on tracks. It snowed about an inch over night and into the next morning and 3 of us hiked to the back of the basin again.
All of the old sign was covered up and there was no new sign. It was becoming obvious that all of the sign we say opening day was a couple of days old and they elk had moved even lower and out of our basin. We hiked back to the tent for lunch and the other two in our group confirmed no new sign. The forecast for that night was 4 degrees. We had been having trouble keeping the fire stoked the first two nights and when our propane heaters would run out no one would want to get out of their bags to put a new one in making the 20 degree nights pretty rough so 4 degrees with no elk sign around made us decide to fill our packs with some essentials and pack back to the lodge.
The scuttlebutt at the lodge confirmed what we were thinking, elk were down lower and all the four wheeler/day hunters I was trying to avoid by going up high were putting the smack down on them.
We still had a lot of our gear left at the tent but were able to secure a cabin(s) for the rest of the season and decided to hunt out of the truck down at lower elevation.
This was the right choice but I was totally unprepared for this and in hindsight was one of the major things I would have changed. I've been an e-scouting junkie the last few months but had only really looked at the direct area around where I thought I would be hunting. No service where we were and I had only downloaded the maps on my onx app for that direct area and not the whole unit so navigating was tough. In hindsight I wish I would have had several back up plans in place if the weather didn't cooperate as we spent a lot of time just winging it.
Long-story short we put in some serious miles the rest of the season but by this time the weather was clearing and we weren't sure if the elk were going back up high or what. Day 4 we finally get into a couple cows and hunted a great looking burn edge as the sun went down but no bulls showed.
0-5 makes for a lot of tag soup, but I definitely didn't get it out of my system. Didn't have any elk experience so one of the few things I knew I could control was my conditioning and was not disappointed in how my body performed at all. Never really had issues with the altitude and was able to hike up/down through deadfall all day. Was pretty happy with my gear choices as well (Kifaru gun-bearer is great).
Not sure exactly where I'll be next fall but it will be in elk woods somewhere.