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Bulls are in the 300 to 350 class

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Russia

Hunt

With

"Nicolai Khokhlov"

MARAL WAPITI-Elk) HUNT NEAR BAIKAL LAKE

MARAL (WAPITI-Elk) HUNT NEAR BAIKAL LAKE

Siberian gem- Baykal lake is famous for its beautiful nature. It's the deepest lake

in the world with fresh water. In Siberian taiga of Pribaykalje you will see

PLENTY OF MARAL, THE AREA HAS UNIQUE FEATURE: local Maral do

not just respond to the guide's voice imitating Maral, but they

GO TO THE HUNTER AT HIS TUBE CALL. All guides are excellent

professionals in calling Maral to a hunter. Majority of hunters takes

PERFECT TROPHIES scoring for SILVER AND GOLD MEDALS.

Hunt is conducted in low forested mountains. Transfer on hunt - by car,

on horseback, on foot. You won't walk more than 2-5 km per day. Chances

to get SEVERAL TROPHIES DURING ONE TRIP: maral, moose, bear,

siberian roe-deer, sika, kabarga - are REAL CHANCES. Even elder hunters

and ones who don't physically fit take home their trophies. The air temperature

during the hunting season:

September +10 - +20 C (+50 - +70 F)
October -10 - +10 C (+15 - +50 F)

There are NICE AND CARING people in the hunting area. Our English speaking

INTERPRETER will meet you in Moscow airport AT CUSTOMS, accompany you on your

trip and stays with you till your departure from Moscow airport. Local people are very

kind and beautiful. Our two foreign hunters found their wives there. EXCELLENT

SIGHTSEEING in Moscow and Irkutsk: THE KREMLIN, ARMOURY, THE BOLSHOY

THEATER and many other well known Russian places of interest.The Baykal lake

itself and its rivers are VERY RICH in fish. During your trip you can ENJOY

FISHING (NO EXTRA CHARGE): taimen, Baykal sturgeon, graylings,

Arctic cisco (Omul), pike, other fish.

GOOD BIRD HUNTS in fall. You can rent shotgun on spot.

TOUR PRICE:

US per hunter, including all service Moscow/Moscow on base 1hunter - 1 guide:
- airport service on arrival/depart in Moscow (international and national flights);
- auto transfers in Moscow from airports to hotels and return;
- booking of air tickets and hotel rooms for the tour;
- auto transfers in Irkutsk;
- full service on hunt on the base 1x1;
- jeep and horses during the hunt;
- guides, cook and helpers in camp;
- interpreter;
- all documents needed for hunt;
- accommodation and meals in hunting camp;
- field trophy preparation;
- alcohol (limited quantity) and soft drinks.

Tour price for non-hunter :
Group: 2-4 hunters
Hunting area : Siberia, Irkutsk area.
Hunting season: September, 10 - November, 10.

(The mating period is from September,10 till October,10).
Tour duration: 9 days (Moscow/Moscow), 6 hunting days.
Transfer: From Moscow to Irkutsk by "Transaero" 5 hr non stop flight with "Boeing",

then 400 km by car. It is possible to take helicopter for extra charge ($1.800-$2.500)

to get to the camp - 1.5 hr.
Accommodation: in comfortable wooden houses with heating and sauna.

Guides are accommodated separately.

Hunting The Foothills Of Alberta

By

Geno

As I sit in a spruce tree that lays fallen by a small stream (that wanders through

the foothills of the Rocky Mountains) , my heart beats with excitement as I wait and

listen for a Bull Elk to answer my call. With my bow in one hand and my calls in the

other, it is now legal hunting time.

As the early morning mist starts to rise like a curtain is being raised at a movie theatre,

slowly and steady, everything feels right. As every minute goes by, my mind starts to race

with thoughts of Seeing a Bull Elk Appearing in Front of Me. This is what hunting is all

about. No telephones ringing in the background, no airplanes taking off or landing,

No Traffic Lights To Stop For, and most of all, nobody around to tell you what to do.

How I thank my parents for giving me life, to pursue the love of my dreams,

to hunt and fish.

Making another call, that echoes down the valley, a bull elk to my right

(upwind of where I sit), calls back. Without thinking about how big the bull is or how

far he is away, I jump to my feet and head to a large spruce tree to take up a position

to catch one of mother nature's majestic Big Game Animals off guard.

As I hide myself behind the tree, I nock an arrow and wait for the bull to show himself off.

Looking and listening, my heart starts to pound with such force that I can feel every every

beat as if a marching band is standing right over top of me. The sound is so loud that I

cannot hear anything else. It is a feeling that makes me start to shake and shiver, as if it

was -30 degrees below zero. Trying to regain my composure, the bull elk appears

about 60 yards in front of me and my heart just stops ............Everything around

me now comes to a complete stand still. My eyes gaze at this enormous animal that is standing there

looking and listening for something to either appear or happen.

All of a sudden, another bull starts to call and this bull elk is directly behind me,

approximately 100 yards back, or so I thought. The bull that is in front of me,

starts to paw up the ground with such rage, that there was dirt, moss, and small

tree branches flying in all directions. My first thoughtswere, did I have a big enough

arrow to harvest this huge bull without wounding it, or worst of all, make him even

more angry, putting my own health at risk.

The bull finally stopped pawing the ground and started to urinate where he had

just tore up the spot. I could smell this bull, so there was a slight breeze coming from

the direction of where he was standing. No hunter could ask for a better position to

be in, especially hunting with a bow. It finally dawned on me, that this Bull has a very

symmetrical rack with 6 points on both sides and was fairly heavy at the bases.

This was defiantly a real trophy animal that any hunter would be proud to harvest.

As I pondered with excitement what has happening in front of me, the second bull that

was behind me, started calling again, and now I was in a dilemma. What was I going to do?

I did not know how big the second bull was! Should I pursuethe second bull or should

I just be happy with what was in front of me? It was like being a kid in a candy store for

the first time, trying to make a decision on which candy to try first. How many hunters

have ever been in this situation? My knees started to shake again and my thought were

starting to overwhelm me with anxiety and fear.

With a trophy bull elk stranding in front of me and another behind, I wanted both of

them! What was I Thinking? Was I being selfish or just arrogant? My mind was racing

with emotions that I could not control, but then, I thought of my Dad, and he always

told me on many occasions, "don't count all your chickens before they hatch". And I

also thought about my mother, and she always said "If you don't try, you will never

know what happens". So I looked towards the 1st bull to my right and then looked

in the direction of the second that I had not seen yet, and did this several times.

"WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!?!?!" Anyone reading this may think that I had all

the time in the world to choose or make up my mind but in reality,

this merry-go-around only took approximately a minute to play out, even though

reading this story may have felt like forever!

All of a sudden, the first bull that was standing in front of me, started to walk in the

direction of the second bull, which meant, that I had to make up my mind immediately

...and again I thought "WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?!?!?!". So I took a deep breath and

made my decision to take the bull in front of me. I drew back my bow and waited for the

bull to walk past me, to get a broadside shot off. As I waited, all of a sudden I saw

something from the corner of my right eye and looked..........It was the other bull and he

had a huge rack! Bigger and heavier than the 1st bull was! I started to shake again, and

I shook so hard that the big bull saw me. I had been spotted, but I didn't know if the

big bull knew what I was. Standing there looking at me and not moving, I was hoping

that he wouldn't scent me. I slowly looked to see what the first bull was doing and he

was also standing there motionless. But all of a sudden the second bull "barked", turned

tail and took off. The first bull also turned and took off, but I did not believe that the

first bull took off because of me, rather was spooked by the big bull's bark. How could

this have happened this way? I now had no elk, no idea what to do, and I was now on

my knees looking down at the ground in disgust. From being in a position any hunter

would dream of being, to a situation that no hunter would ever want to be in. I felt

sick to my stomach. It took me a half hour to regain my composure from this incident

with these 2 bulls, but I decided to keep hunting since it was still fairly early in the day.

I decided to follow the 1st bull because it didn't seem that he saw me before and simply

ran off because of the bigger bull's bark.I walked through the bush for another 100 yards

or so in the direction that the 1st bull went, and came across a meadow with a large wallow

in the middle of it. This was another thing that few hunters have ever encountered, and

I decided to set myself up here for the rest of the morning and try some more calling.

Down wind from the wallow, I knocked my arrow, ready to try my luck, again.

Was this a day that I would regret or a day that was chocked full of action and excitement?

Thinking about the ordeal that I had just witnessed as I waited in my new spot, made me

feel like a hunter that wanted more that one should ever ask for. This was definitely a

learning experience that I would not forget.

I decided to make a few calls while I waited in this very unique spot. Just as I was finished

blowing my call, a bull elk answered. The bull was off to the right of the wallow, but I didn't

know just how far away. I made a second call to try and pinpoint the bull.

HE ANSWERED AGAIN!It seemed that he was coming in to the call. I was ready and waiting

when the bull walked into the opening to the left of the wallow, about 50 yardsfrom where

I was set up! As the bull kept coming in, he continued to bellow. One call after another, the

bull was visible upset and looking for a fight! This was the break I needed to draw my bow

back without being heard. This was the same bull that I had encountered earlier, but this

time I would take no chances and take the shot as soon as he offered me a broadside shot.

The bull was now only a mere 30 yards away when he swung himself broadside for my shot.

Where I was waiting, I was a bit lower in elevation from the bull, and when I took my shot,

the arrow was supposed to hit the elk in the heart and lung area, but he turned at the last second

before the arrow hit home and it struck him right in the scrotum. Instead of continuing

his hasty retreat to the trees and thick willows, he stopped and squatted. The bull was

either in great pain or was paralyzed by the shot. Whatever it was, I knocked another

arrow and shot again. This time hitting my mark right in the heart/lung area of this

great bull. The elk swung around once more and stopped. He started to shake, and in

about 10 seconds, fell to the ground. Knocking another arrow as I watched the bull's

head swing back and forth a few more times and then rest his head on the ground

signifying the end.

I started to approach the magnificent big game animal with caution, even though he

lay there motionless. It's very important not to take any chances approaching a downed elk,

for an animal of this magnitude could jump up and attack in self defense or run off.

If you have never seen an elk run, they can move with such speed that a good quarter

horse would have it's hands full trying to keep up.

Approaching the elk from behind, I watched for any movement from the elk. I stopped

and watched for about a minute just to be on the safe side. There was no movement in

the eye, so I took another arrow from my quiver, and poked the bull to make sure he was

down for good. Without any movement what so ever, I could now start to celebrate while

placing my hunting tag in the proper location as the law requires you to do once the

animal is down. It was about 10 minutes after that, before I started to gut, cape and

quarter the bull for the mile long trek to camp. I could not believe how big and heavy

the antlers were, What A Awesome Bull!

2 hours had passed,............ before I was finished and readying for the trip back to camp.

Two more hours and the elk was hanging in camp, safe and sound. I remember the first time

that I had harvested an elk, and it took a day and a half to get the animal out and back t

camp. So it was a real treat to load the elk onto a trike and carry the animal out without

carrying it out on my back. When the sun was starting to drop below the horizon, I was

sitting by the campfire pondering the events that had taken place with a huge smile on

my face. I could not wait to tell my hunting buddies what had happened out hunting

this day. I did not know if I had been real lucky that day (I was but you know the

thoughts we all have) or if I had blown my chance missing a monster bull elk by

not paying more attention to what was going on.

Good Luck Out Hunting

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