Standing in the middle of the Yukon up in my camp. Really good day today we had one hunter in this camp. The guys about a week ago spotted a couple of big bulls and sure as heck they came in yesterday to set camp up and and found the great big bull and got the hunter on it late this afternoon. It's a 65-inch bull, heavy, big pans, big beautiful bull; the hunter is thrilled, he's already flown out. All the camps are seeing tons of grizzly bears, and the moose are starting to rub, so it's looking great. Flying in today I saw a monster moose, but he's about 80 miles away from where I am right now. We don't have any camps near there. So I'm heading out spiking. Can't wait!

The Next Day ...

Todd and I are sitting in our brand new spanking Cabela's 12x12 tent we set up. We got out here at dark and him and I got it up with one headlamp in about 45 minutes without knowing anything about it. Perfect big huge space, high ceiling, lots of space, and now we've got our Cabela's fold-up table and Cabela's cook stove and living like kings in bush camp. Didn't see any moose coming out. The ARGOs worked great; we got soaking wet it was raining the whole way, so we're out here in spike camp, and the season begins.

The Next Day ...

Beautiful out here today. The weather was kind of rainy and then sunny, then rainy. The mountains are just crimson beautiful, with yellow willows and white caribou moss and the green. It's beautiful up here; absolutely gorgeous. We only saw one cow moose and we saw one bull caribou. I couldn't quite get a spotting scope on him, but he looked pretty good and then about 15 or so cows. So, we had a great day. I checked one spot that there's always bulls and cows, but we only saw one cow, so I'm not sure where they are, but we'll find them. We've got a few more spots we're going to check, and we'll find them.

The Next Day ...

Fantastic day. We got up this morning; it looked like it was going to be high overcast, but it started breaking up right away into nice sunshine, just a beautiful Yukon day. We took the ARGOs up; we were heading to a high lookout and we were about halfway up, and Todd spotted a great big giant bull with six cows back on another mountainside, so we went back down to the bottom, hiked to the top of the mountain and came down on them to get the wind in our favor. We spent the entire afternoon because it was about an hour and a half hike to get up there they were way up there just below alpine. We were in the buckbrush, mountain alders and willows, it's so noisy and thick. We played hide and seek with that bull all day all afternoon, finally gave up this evening. I got as close as 45 yards with no shot, many times 70/80 yards with perfect shot, but of course I can't shoot that far with the Alpine bow. We had his cows convinced we were another bull, like a satellite bull and the big boy would go around and rake, but he'd never give us a shot, then he'd move his cows over, we'd make a big circle, come back in again, so we had a lot of fun today with the Alpine bow. But I'll tell you I was about 10 different times wishing I had my Thompson/Center muzzleloader. He was, I'd say conservatively, 65 inches, and on a good day might go 68 inches, really really big, beautiful bull, 13 points on one side, big, heavy old, wide bull. I'd be surprised if he's less than 67 wide. Anyway, we're going to hopefully have good weather tomorrow and try to find him again.