The Friday the 13th Bull
After three years of hard elk hunting and only coming home with tag soup, I finally broke my dry spell. I had to lower his standards as things had changed in my hunting area, but we’re sure it felt good to have some success.
Growing up, September was the month I lived for.
Elk hunting is just plain fun, and I’d gotten pretty spoiled with some awesome elk hunting here in Idaho. Over the years I have shot my fair shares of nice bulls, but things have changed… and three years of Tag Soup hadn’t gone down very easy for me. I wasn’t used to it and I didn’t like it very much. I’d had opportunities at elk, but I had been holding out for mature bulls.
My standards had risen over time, and last year I decided it was time to break that dry spell. Friday the 13th turned out to be my lucky day.
by Cory Glauner