Story By: Brad VanMarion
As a waterfowl and deer hunter from the marshes of Southeast Texas and Louisiana, hunting moose has always been a dream. And the only way to turn a dream into reality is through action. For me, that dream began with an application. After waiting the mandatory three-year period, I won on my very first attempt! The unit only had one non-resident tag, and I drew it!
When I logged in to check my application status, I had to read it twice—and even get a second opinion—because I was in disbelief. I immediately started calling my wife, kids, and friends to share the news, all while my mind raced with questions: What? When? How? This was truly a once-in-a-lifetime hunt.
I had never seen a bull moose in person, much less hunted one. My initial plan was a DIY hunt. I’d hunted elk out West before and assumed this would be similar. As part of my preparation, one of my first calls was to a Huntin’ Fool advisor for guidance. After several discussions, we agreed a guided hunt would be the smarter choice given the logistics and my limited moose experience. After all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—literally.
The advisor connected me with Ivory & Antlers Outfitters near Walden, Colorado. As a bonus, my wife would join me on this adventure. The tag I drew was a season-choice tag, meaning I could hunt any season with the proper method of take. My first thought was archery season, but due to work and family schedules, we opted for the first week of rifle season in late September.
When the time finally came, my wife and I began the twenty-hour drive north, turning it into a mini-vacation. With four daughters—two still at home—time alone is rare, and we were determined to enjoy it. The drive was beautiful, and the hunting camp was breathtaking. Once we arrived, we settled in, checked the rifle, enjoyed a great meal, and went to bed with high expectations.
The first morning, my wife decided to sleep in after the long drive and enjoy the mountain views. I headed out alone, planning for her to join me in the afternoon—but that never happened! At first light, we spotted a huge bull down in a draw, surrounded by cows and satellite bulls. After a quick glass, there was no doubt: even though it was only minutes into the hunt, this was the moose we were after.
We worked along the ridge and closed the distance to 150 yards for a broadside shot. At the shot, the bull didn’t move. During the second it took to chamber an additional round, he walked into the willows and disappeared. My heart sank. Did I miss? How could that happen? We sat down and waited, scanning the willows and brush. Then the guide circled for a better view and motioned—he could see the bull down, antlers above the grass! I went from doubt to pure exhilaration in seconds.
I immediately asked if we could get my wife. I called her. “Get dressed—we’re coming to get you!” Even though she missed being there initially, having her in the field to share the moment was perfect.
We sat among the willows, admiring the bull’s size and beauty. He had a 50" inside spread and, after the drying period, should easily make the Boone and Crockett all-time record for Shiras moose.
With help from a great team, we loaded the moose and returned to camp for skinning and processing. Because the hunt ended early, my wife and I were able to explore Colorado—hiking, visiting nearby towns, and enjoying the hospitality and food at Ivory & Antlers Outfitters. Then we headed home with an incredible story and even better memories.