Monday, October 6, 2008

A couple of Moose



Since leaving Moscow my opportunities to hunt have been rare. My younger brother Scott was diagnosed with leukemia 2 years ago and while he has literally gone through hell fighting it, he has been able to go on a couple of hunting trips; one to Georgia to hunt white tails, and recently to Alaska to hunt moose. He only got to keep the horns, the guide was lazy and didn't bring back the cape like he was told to do. It was a rough trip in some ways. The guide instructed him to shoot, however bulls have to be 50" minimum and this ended up being 46". They had to report it and the outfitter was fined $500. Scott unfortunately had a phone trial as well, what a crock. They fined him $250 and I don't know what else, but eventually b/c of the circumstances, it was knocked down to the equivalent of a parking ticket. They weren't going to let him take the horns, but after much pleading from my dad, they let him keep them but made him saw them in half so they wouldn't have trophy value. The horns will be mounted anyway and it shouldn't affect the mounting.



My dad and grandpa have put in for the Idaho moose hunt for 20+ years and never had any luck. This year they BOTH drew and have spent the past week hunting up near Bonners Ferry, ID. Saturday my dad had a little luck and called in a bull moose. It has a 43" spread. It's definitely different from the Alaska moose, but it is a monster for Idaho. Dad was able to bring the meat home and do some laundry, and headed back up to help Grandpa harvest his own this week.

1 comment:

New Mexican Youngs said...

That is awesome that Scott got to hunt in Alaska - to bad on the guide, sounds like he wasn't very good. And what a nice moose for you dad too. Morgan says that I can never shoot a moose, because she likes them too much (we will just see about that ;o)
-Jacob