Moose Hunt 2006
by Mike Skinner
As always I get very excited this time of the year. Not just because it's fall or getting close to the winter months. It's because I get the chance to go Moose hunting again.
I have been going with my very good friend Steve Foshaug for quite a few years now. We always have a fantastic time, get a lot of exercise and see lots of game.
Even more special was that Steve's dad Jack was going with us. At a spry 82 years young he still gets around like a 50 year old.
Our hunting dates were from October 30th thru November 6th.
This year was extra special because my good friends Brian & Kathleen Iverson had just purchased the guide business and included their son Keith. The new business is now called Iverson and Son's Outfitters. They are located near the small town of Likely in B.C.; it is in the heart of the Caribou Mountains.
We arrived the night of the 29th at 6pm. It took us a little longer to drive this year because of all the snow. In the morning we were looking to hunt in a couple feet of white stuff. The three of us were introduced to our fourth member of the hunting party, Ed Munson from Salem, OR.
The first day was a cold, snowy one. The temperature was down to 14 degrees and lots of snow was coming down.
After an hour drive across the Caribou River and up into the Caribou Mountains we broke off into groups of two. About 40 Minuets into the hunt we heard a shot across the canyon where Jack and Ed were hunting. First light and first morning, so we were excited to hear that shot. Ed had taken a very nice moose. But as Murphys law would have it, a huge bull stepped out not more that 75 yards away and watched, then walked off totally unconcerned.
On the fourth day Jack and Ed were hunting with Keith. They spotted a bull across the canyon. Keith & Jack put a stalk on him. While they were trying to sneak up closer, Keith noticed a very large bull below them. Keith let Jack know there was a big one down below him and not to worry about the smaller one. Now Jack had his first Moose after a very fine shot.
On the 6th day Brian and I decided to walk down this back road. Lots of snow still out. It was a road we had seen and heard a few moose on.
We dropped down into the timber for a nice little walk. We had been trekking for a couple of hours and came across a few fresh moose tracks. But there were no moose to be found. We both decided we would make a little circle around the heavy brush that blocked us, then start our way out.
Then I noticed a moose less than 90 yards out just getting out of his bed. As soon as Brian said it was a bull, I pulled up and shot.
He never moved out of his tracks, one shot with the 300 Win mag put him right down.
I got really excited when we walked up on him. A great rack, a 7X7, and the horns were still red from him rubbing on the alders.
My first moose and to me it was a trophy of a lifetime.
The hunting experience with Brian and Keith was the best, and I know the very best years are still yet to come.
With the hunt wrapping up we were leaving with three moose and three very nice mule deer.
Oh, did I mention the food? Food, food, food. Kathleen is such a fantastic cook. I am still trying to lose the 10+ pounds I put on from her cooking. If any body has been on a cruise line, you will know what I am talking about.