Elk Moving Up Hill
(by Tate Bare)
I had a free weekend last week, so I picked up an archery spike tag and headed down to the Blue Mountains to explore the area. Shooting a spike elk was my secondary mission. I was excited to get down to the unit and see what kind of elk and whitetail the area had to offer.
I spent three days and four rainy nights sleeping in the back of my truck, but was lucky enough to glass up
some nice bulls. The country in the southeast part of Washington State is unbelievably scenic and covers
awesome habitat for Elk, Mule Deer, Whitetail, and Bear.
On a side note; It was interesting to pick apart the the Blue Mountain foothills with my binoculars imagining what it was like for the Shaphaptan Indians to make a living in the area for thousands of years. The Nez Perce and Chief Joseph roamed the same hills… probably chased the same game. In the case that I am lucky enough to take one of the remarkable bulls below, I will pay some respect to the lands original inhabitants.
Glassed up these good bulls:
And to top off the trip, I broke my front tooth in half eating a granola bar... This just reaffirms my distain for granola bars, granola hippies, health food stores, and Subarus. If I would have been snacking on rare prime rib this never would have happened!!