jeffstally
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We just applied for the Minnesota moose hunt. Has anyone ever hunted them here in Minnesota? How many years did you have to apply for?
Here's mine from Wyoming 10 years ago. Best big game meat I've ever eaten.
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Here's mine from Wyoming 10 years ago. Best big game meat I've ever eaten.
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Zeb Very nice moose, and yes moose is some fine eating!! You take that in bighorns? Thanks for sharing the Pic.
I took it south of Jackson, near Afton, in the Salt River Range.
Heres a pic of the moose I took. It was 43 inches and was shot from the ground at 12yds with a 50 cal muzzleloader. I had been calling across and old clearcut when a cow and calf stepped out of the spruce right next to me and crossed the gametrail I was sitting on. The calf turned around and looked behind it so I got ready. Sure enough, this bull was following. I had hunted 12 days strait from dark to dark, 8 of those days were in the rain. It would rain during the day and snow at night. I was sleeping in a tent, had no sleeping pad in granite country, been eating beans and brats the whole time, clothes were wet and frozen every morning. I was tired and miserable. This little bull stepped out and I told myself that I was going home to hot food, a shower, and a soft bed. This was a solo trip for me but I had applied with my wife on the tag. It was one of my greatest hunting adventures and at the same time it was one of the most miserable trips I'd ever been on. Getting him out is a whole story in itself. Theres no such thing as a little moose. I remember when I walked up and poked him in the rear end, checking to make sure he was dead, I thought to myself, "That back ham is bigger then me!" I killed the bull at 12:00 pm, I had all the meat deboned and hauled back to camp by 2:30am. I went back the next morning for the head and cape, which was no fun at all because this was by far the heaviest load I had taken. By the time I was all done my shoulders felt like they'd been beaten with a baseball bat. I dont recommend doing this alone.
My brother and I put in for our MN tag this year for the first time, so we're keeping our fingers crossed. They say if you put in for a BWCA location you have a little better odds, so were are going to give it a try while we are still young enough to beat ourselves up a bit.
Thats the theory I used for the first 20 some years of applications...and it was a mistake. Not saying you wont get drawn, but you've increased your odds of not getting drawn. A friend of mine gave me some advice on the draw system. Everyone thinks the same way about those remote BWCA zones, "who wants to work that hard", so everyone applies thinking nobody is that dunb. Wrong, everyone is. The first year I applied for a zone that had 4 permits, boom, I was drawn. A friend of mine did the same thing during the same year, three permits there, boom, he was drawn. Several of my friends have been drawn the first year they applied for one of the lowest permit areas. Try it, it just might suprise you.[/QUOTE
Thanks for the advice. I will give that a try next year. We applied for zone 61 this year, so we will just keep our fingers crossed for now.
Heres a pic of the moose I took. It was 43 inches and was shot from the ground at 12yds with a 50 cal muzzleloader. I had been calling across and old clearcut when a cow and calf stepped out of the spruce right next to me and crossed the gametrail I was sitting on. The calf turned around and looked behind it so I got ready. Sure enough, this bull was following. I had hunted 12 days strait from dark to dark, 8 of those days were in the rain. It would rain during the day and snow at night. I was sleeping in a tent, had no sleeping pad in granite country, been eating beans and brats the whole time, clothes were wet and frozen every morning. I was tired and miserable. This little bull stepped out and I told myself that I was going home to hot food, a shower, and a soft bed. This was a solo trip for me but I had applied with my wife on the tag. It was one of my greatest hunting adventures and at the same time it was one of the most miserable trips I'd ever been on. Getting him out is a whole story in itself. Theres no such thing as a little moose. I remember when I walked up and poked him in the rear end, checking to make sure he was dead, I thought to myself, "That back ham is bigger then me!" I killed the bull at 12:00 pm, I had all the meat deboned and hauled back to camp by 2:30am. I went back the next morning for the head and cape, which was no fun at all because this was by far the heaviest load I had taken. By the time I was all done my shoulders felt like they'd been beaten with a baseball bat. I dont recommend doing this alone.