Just a short story about my Alberta Moose hunt, I was hunting in the foot hills of the Canada Rocky's. The trees were in full color. The moose were in full rut and on the move. On my first day in the stand I saw my first bull. A big old bruiser who was on the downhill slide of antlers but a huge animal. He was at 100 yards so  I just watched him pass by. What a sight, something you don't get to see around here.

On the second day in the tree after seeing a bull sneaking through the woods I called to him and to my surprise he turned and headed right toward me. I kept calling and I got him in to within 18 yards. What a rush! I couldn't quit shaking as I was trying to video tape him. He was a small bull but what a memory.
 
The third day the archery gods smiled upon me. After dropping me off to my stand, my guide spotted a bull crossing a huge marsh. So he came back and got me. We ran to the tree line on the edge of the marsh. There we set up in a clearing by putting out a decoy. My guide starting raking an old moose shoulder bone against a tree and calling. It didn't take long. The bull came in 50 yards from me. A few more scrapes on the tree and it spotted the decoy.  It took a few more steps toward the decoy and I let my arrow fly at 38 yards. I can still see that arrow sink into the moose's chest. A perfect heart shot. I guess all that practice paid off.
 
I had a great hunting experience, I want to thank everyone at Flint Bowman for putting on your archery league this fall. Everyone I met and dealt with was very friendly and helpful. So thank you all. I feel you all were a big part in me getting my moose. Oh, yes it's very tasty!!!!
 

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