The last day of deer or elk season is usually a day that most hunters dread, often trying to squeeze in as much time afield before that final minute of legal shooting light fades away. After all, the last day typically symbolizes the beginning of an impatient and difficult layoff that makes even the casual hunter long for hunting season to return. I suppose a few embrace the last day, especially after a three to four month season that usually warrants some much needed rest and relaxation. However for those of us who live, eat, and breathe bowhunting, I’ve learned the last day of the big game season can open up a totally new hunting opportunity. With just a little bit of additional equipment, some scouting, and the ability to operate a call, you can extend your bow season throughout the spring and into the summer, creating a year round bowhunting adventure.
Featured on Eye of the Hunter TV on NBC SportsWinning the Extreme Huntress contest was one of my most amazing experiences. The grand prize was a hunt to British Columbia for Mountain Goat and Elk to be filmed on Eye Of The Hunter TV. I had never been to BC before so I was anxiously counting the days from the moment I won. I began preparing myself physically from the moment I learned I won so I would be ready for the rugged terrain of mountain goat country. Mountain goats typically live high in the ledges to protect themselves from predators. I had to pinch myself when the time finally arrived to leave on the hunt.
I was all alone deep in the Bitterroot mountain range, I was too exhausted to care what may lurk outside my tent. I was in an area so densely populated with black bear, that it was a two bear tag area. It was the last week of the spring black bear hunt, and I was determined not to go home empty handed. I had already been there for a week with my husband and children. But my husband had to return home to work, and I did not want to go. I talked my resistant husband into leaving me there all alone for the week, without a truck, so I could give my full attention to getting my Idaho black bear.
What in the heck am I thinking? I must be crazy! Those were the exact thoughts that crossed my mind as I watched the trophy antelope put a half mile of sagebrush covered desert between him and I in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately, after several days of spot and stalk hunting, the sight of antelope disappearing over the ridge in a cloud of dust was becoming an all too familiar sight. This spot and stalk antelope gig was evidently going to be a little tougher than I had originally thought!