Bull of a Lifetime
By Richard James
Guide Randy Steele, and Richard James with Richard's 383 Gross Utah Elk
Thanks to Garth Carter and The Huntin’ Fool for my being on this hunt. I became a member of his organization in late 1999 and immediately took his advice on applying for hunts in several western states. In 2005, my fifth try in Utah, my elk application for the Boulder unit was drawn. That was a good omen, for sure. When I called Garth to ask for a recommendation on outfitters, he recommended two. Garth also told me that if I shot a 350 class elk, it had better be on the last day as there were some huge elk in this unit.
It was a beautiful day as I pulled onto the pavement heading north to my home in Washington state. I had to keep looking into the back of my Ford Excursion to reassure myself that my dream hunt had indeed come true. In the back was the magnificent set of elk antlers that were being proudly carried by a huge bull elk the previous morning.
After checking out the recommended outfitters, I made arrangements with Doyle Moss, of Mossback Productions to hunt with them. My hunt started on the fourth day of the season I had drawn. We saw 320-350 class bulls every day and two other huge bulls that we could not close in on. Hunting in the rut was very exciting as the bugling and clashing of antlers was new to me.
My guide, Randy Steele, of Mossback Outfitters, had spotted a monster bull 2 days earlier as we glassed a large sagebrush flat. There was a slightly smaller herd bull with about 20 cows and several satellite bulls in the same flat, but this bull stood out as a real trophy. Unfortunately, we were too far away to do anything but watch as all these elk moved into the timber for the day. The plan was to get closer to the flat the next morning and intercept the bull as he moved to his bedding area. We hoped that he would be there.
Before daybreak the next morning, we quietly parked the truck and loaded up for what we hoped would be the lucky day. Randy, Tyler, the spotter/cameraman, and I moved quietly toward the sagebrush flat. We were surrounded on all sides by screaming, bugling bulls—some on the flat and others already in the timber. Our initial position was on a small knob where we set up the spotting scope and surveyed the elk out on the flat, hoping to find the big bull. We were in luck, today there were two huge bulls out there, along with a few cows. One of them must have peeled from the same herd bull we had seen the day before. Now all we had to do was move several hundred yards farther toward the gap that the elk moved through to get to the safety of the timber.
Guide Randy Steele, and Richard James with Richard's 383 Gross Utah Elk