Here is the short story. Flew out on floats Sunday afternoon, to be in position for the start of moose season this morning. Bears also like our camping spot. This morning at first light, paddled a few miles back up a river and into an intricate series of sloughs. Saw a number of cow moose. Late morning saw a small bull. Got out of the boat, and up onto a bit of land, where I had a prone shot at 350 yards. One shot of .300 WM out of the Brockman pre-64 model 70. I thought the moose was on dry ground -- I was wrong. When we reached the bull, only one tip of his antler was out of the water. With effort, we were able to drag him close to shore, but his antlers and front legs hung up. We got to spend over three hours quartering a moose in knee to thigh deep water. Everything, including my Glock 29 in the ALS holster, was soaked and covered in water, blood and debris. Packed 600 pounds of meat back to the canoe through knee to thigh deep water. A Mystery Ranch Crew Cab is very helpful with 120 pound rear quarters. Loaded it into the boat, and paddled in the few miles back to the plane. Flew back to our cabin end of the day as a storm hit.
Been hosing down all our gear, including my wife's and my Glock 29!
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While I'm at it, I'll guess you didn't bring the Randall skinner, either?
Originally Posted by GJM
