Tyson Mackay - Lucky Hat Hunt
Coming into 2016 I knew I had REALLY good odds of drawing a Utah LE Archery tag. My only concern was that this would be my 3rd year archery hunting and I wasn’t sure that I had the experience to hunt big mature bulls with a bow. My good friend Jeff assured me we would get it done and I had what it would take to have opportunities! We all know when it comes to huntin NOTHING is for sure or automatic. So I applied and when the draws come sure enough I had a tag in hand. We knew of 2 really good areas and we started scouting HARD in area A that we have helped take a few bulls out of. Our normally patterend bulls were just not the caliber or in the numbers we were used to seeing in our main area so we decided to go look at our back up spot. This proved to be the key to my success. We found an un touched area with no cameras and no boot tracks into an area that I can only describe as an elk Mecca. We dubed the canyon we had discovered “Wallow World” (hunters love to nickname everything from animals to areas and we are no different). After seeing multiple “shooter” bulls in the area we put all our focus in that area as our other area soon became fairly popular and we knew of another camp that had 2 archery tag that would be hunting the same wallows and stands we were.
Let me start off by saying I am always taking hunts to the last days and I planned my vacation as such. A week before the hunt my buddy talked me into rearranging my vacation and taking the first week off and leaving the middle week open. This turned out to be a very good decision! The first morning we say a very nice bull but never came into our set up and that evening we went to wallow world I passed on 2 smaller bulls. I was extatic to be seeing bulls the first day and even better having to make decisions weather to shoot or pass! The next evening we returned to our newly dubbed canyon “wallow world” again we had 2 new bulls come in one very nice typical long main beamed 6 point and a dream velvet 5x6 main frame bull that had a 7 inch kicker on his 5 point side. It was a hard decision but I decided to pass on both these bulls ( at 23 and 40 yards broadside) . day 3 was a little slower but I did pass on another small 5 on another wallow that a friend took me to. Day 4 we went to our wallow and checked the cameras seeing that there was elk hitting it every morning the past few days and that is when 57’ chevy appeared in our canyon we had seen this bull but not on camera and finally we got a good look at him. Jeff was scrolling through pics and suddenly stopped I knew he was looking at something good by his facial expression when he whispered to me “ youre not passing on this bull” I wanted him bad! I took a pic of him and made it my screen saver as that night was fairly slow and we had bad wind. The plan was to get up the next morning and head into wallow world early! We did and it was the slowest coldest morning to date we were both frozen! By about 10:30 Jeff decided to go back to camp as nothing came into drink that morning and asked if I was coming I told him “ no I want to hunt here tonight and I really done want to hike back in im just going to sit all day” so he left me his radio and off he went I got comfy and was laying down taking small naps off and on no more that 15-20 min at a time. At 2:45 I sat up and like a dream there was 57 chevy standing broad side at 42 yards drinking in the sunshine I froze as I sat up he turned and looked right at me not moving he stared in my direction after what felt like forever he put his head back down unstartled and drank somemore. I knew he was 40 yards but to ensure I ranged him again 42 yards grabed my Elite and clipped on my release he picked his head up glancing in my postion again I sat still flicked his ear rolled his head and back to drinking he went I pulled back told my self “ don’t even look at him pick your spot and hit it!” I let go and I knew as soon as I heard the “whack” he was going down! My arrow sunk right where I wanted it just behind the back should fletchings deep ! I watched him stagger up into the thick pines and I heard a crash! I knew I needed to give him time and I was all alone I tried radioing Jeff who was back at camp and he did not have his radio on. So I decided to give the bull time and I grabbed my bag and head to camp. I told jeff the story how it unfolded we grabbed our packs and went in for the recovery. We trailed the bull up the hill no more than 60 yards and found him in the dead fall!
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