Hunting, Fishing, Adventure and "The American Sportsman"

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Some of you might remember an old show, aired in he 1960's 70's & 80 called "The American Sportsman". It was hosted by a sportscaster named Curt Gowdy. He was famous for a line he used on ABC's Wide World of Sports, "The thrill of victory, and the agony of defeat". The "agony of defeat" was shown with a ski jumper in a devastating wipe out. My dad and I hardly ever missed The American Sportsman and the adventures they show cased. Most of them were hunting a fishing trips with famous people. Those shows instilled in me and my dad,photo_2024-03-24_19-11-46.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-37.jpgyuriko elk.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-31.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-26.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-20.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-15.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-11-04.jpgphoto_2024-03-24_19-10-54.jpgmarty elk.jpg a love of the outdoors and wildlife in general. I've been very fortunate to live and experience many of my own hunting/fishing/hiking/wandering/& photography adventures. Here are a few of them. Most of these hunting pics are archery kills. Most of the fishing pics were caught with fly-fishing tackle and released
 
Looks like you enjoyed a lot of hunting and fishing adventures. Did you travel around for your hunting grounds or stay local to a given area?
 
Looks like you enjoyed a lot of hunting and fishing adventures. Did you travel around for your hunting grounds or stay local to a given area?
I mostly stuck to local areas. Most of those pics were taken in New Mexico. Some were taken AZ, CO, IA and MO. I have had many other adventures looking for reptiles (Herping) in AZ and NM, stargazing in the dark sky's of the desert, birdwatching all over, and simply going on hikes in state and national parks.
 
Over the years I've owned a good number of vehicles that I have regretted selling. But this old 1965 Ford pickup is the one I regretting selling off the most. It was there when I killed my biggest elk and we had no choice but to lash the the rack and cape to the top of the trucks cab. I killed that elk way back in 1991 and spent many years trying to get a bigger one but it never happened. Here's that elk in my den now. I Still have that elk but I have huge regrets that I sold that old 65 ford with a straight 6 300 and the first year of the twin I beam suspension.




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My oldest brother is coming up for a moose hunt this fall. I’ve been successful in this area three out of four times. ATV in off trail. Big “weatherproof” tent with a wood stove and cots. Pick some blueberries for our pancakes. Watch and listen to the migrating birds (geese, sand hill cranes and robins) and maybe even get a black bear gorging himself on those berries. No cellular service for miles (5 hours away) and no contrails or aircraft noise.
Can’t express how much we are anticipating it.
 
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Still eating the half of this one from 2023. Last moose that guy will probably ever take, but he salt water fishes out of Oregon now.
 
Nice wirehair? And nice den.

Thanks, my dog Tucker is the first hunting dog I've ever owned. He's kinda high maintenance & I could never have owned him in any of my other homes. He needs some room to roam which we never had until our move to the Heartland. He's a great companion dog too. He's a rescue that we got from a local shelter with the help of the National (GWP) German Wirehaired Pointer Rescue. He had a tough run of life for a few years and we're committed to making it up in the later days of his life. Funny thing is, we think he knows that.....:giggle:

And thanks about the den, Its a big part of what sold us on this place.
 
My oldest brother is coming up for a moose hunt this fall. I’ve been successful in this area three out of four times. ATV in off trail. Big “weatherproof” tent with a wood stove and cots. Pick some blueberries for our pancakes. Watch and listen to the migrating birds (geese, sand hill cranes and robins) and maybe even get a black bear gorging himself on those berries. No cellular service for miles (5 hours away) and no contrails or aircraft noise.
Can’t express how much we are anticipating it.

Gotta love those wilderness/backwoods adventures. There's nothing like them, especially when you're pursuing big game. Where is this area that you speak of? Post up some pics after your brothers hunt.
 
Well my brother came up, got a hunting license and we drove about ten hours one-way to hunt moose. It is near Chicken, AK in an any-bull area, so if it has antlers, it is meat. In 2016 it was loaded with big bulls, but less so in subsequent years. We hunted hard for five days and did not see any sign. (Nor any other hunters where we went) We did explore an older gold mine that has been re-worked in the past couple years. We did see about 2500 migrating sandhill cranes and we did pick and eat lots of berries. But after great effort and no sign, I made the choice to head closer to home to hunt in the woods. Tricky part is there are size restrictions, so can’t shoot just any bull.
Closer to home, the moose antlers have to be small or big; you can’t shoot one in between, and there are lots more hunters. We came the long drive home and slept a few hours then headed about an hour out. There were groups of hunters the first two places i wanted to camp near the trail to “my” area. We spent the night in the tent and next day went past the other hunters who were NOT even hunting on this trail. We did see a cow and calf and another cow and we did at least hear a bull leaving our vicinity by the sound of his antlers. So at least close to home there was lots of fresh sign, but you can’t eat sign…. There were lots of other hunters in the area, including at the trailhead we were going up but no one was in where i was focused.
The trail is an older one with lots of deadfall and about an hour walk in after a twenty minute four-wheeler ride. Have to cross a creek on a log. We hunted in there hard one day and decided to head home. Brother flew out and i went back in two more single days. I didn’t see any more moose but the bull sign was fresh and there were lots of rubbed and raked areas from a bull or bulls. Still did not know if legal though. The trail you can take an atv in but it peters out unless you know where it goes and have a chainsaw, and as far as i could tell no one else was hunting there.

I was back to working but on days off i was busting out to hunt.
I decided to hike in and spend the night and see if i could hear moose vocalizing early in the morning. Went in with my floorless tent and what i though was a cot, but turned out to be same brand of chair. Spent the night with all the bugs on the ground and slept good but woke to steady rain. Rain stopped and so i cow-called from my tent. Heard a crash, then five minutes later another crash and then five more and a bull started grunting. I got quiet and i think he winded me and ghosted out. Never heard him leave but he was gone. There was a little swamp between us and he would not show himself. I hiked back out to my atv in the steady rain and dried all my gear at home. I had one more day off, the last day of season and wanted one more attempt. Last moose i took was 2022, but had split my buddy’s moose from 2023. My three chest freezers were getting empty and i really wanted some moose meat.

Thursday was the last day, and i had planned to head out after work Wednesday but i was tired and losing the mental drive to try again. I flipped a coin and slept at home Wednesday night. Got up early, drove out past the other hunters and parked my wheeler at the “end” of the trail. Did the slow hour+ hike in and was not hearing any moose activity but it was calm, cold and clear. Just a touch of frost in the swamps. I cow-called and did not get any response. Pretty much was deciding to call it and veared over about forty yards and found a very fresh rut pit/waller. That’s where a bull will dig a little pit and urinate in it. It smells strong. Cows are attracted and will lay in it also. I had a moose scapula with me and started raking the elderberries like the bulls do in that area. No response but i had a suspicion. I started walking back to the wheeler an hour away but following the freshest sign and pausing to “ scrape my antlers” every ten minutes or so. About thirty minutes later heard a sound like a buzzing bee and realized it was a cow giving a looong call maybe 2-300 yards through the woods. Kept going and busted a cow who took off. Same time heard antlers busting brush and thought a bull was skedaddling also, then realized he was checking me. I raked back and he accepted the challenge and the game was on. Was he legal? After maybe ten minutes i had eyes on him about forty yards through brush. Man, that was exciting. Adrenaline up as he would not quite show everything. He was raking little trees and walking straight through dense spruce, letting the stiff green spruce branches strain through his antler tines. He would go back and forth not quite coming out. I dared not vocalize in case i didn’t sound right so i just walked back and forth also. I held the scapula in front of my face when he got his head out and had line of sight. Finally i could tell he did not have the required three brow tines, but he might be fifty inches wide. My phone/camera was zipped in my pack and there was no way i was going to unzip with him so close. Finally got a good look and had a good guess he was over fifty inches wide. He started coming in closer. I made the final decision at about eight yards broadside to me and made a clean, fast kill. This is the fifth moose i have taken personally but i still started second-guessing until i got a tape measure on him. My hand-span showed him over fifty though. I made a call to another brother who had offered help, but never had an interest in moose meat. I hiked the hour out, took my atv and met him at the trailhead. I brought him back in and he drove the wheeler while i cut a trail to the moose. Wow, i was tired already, but my rope and 8” Leatherman showed the spread over 54”. Legal. Okay, now i could tell rest of family i got a moose.
Brother and i got it all out and home just after midnight. Two days later i turned in 450 pounds of bone-in quarters to the butcher. The backstraps, tenderloins and miscellaneous flank meat and steaks and rib meat i had kept was a bit over fifty pounds. We brought out the meat with bones (500lbs) the antlers (45lbs) two chainsaws, cleaning gear and two men on one atv (a six-wheeler) in the dark through a trail i’d just cut in. I am STILL recovering, haha.

Here’s some interesting info: for his body size, this is the second smallest bull i have helped haul out. The four quarters with bone-in but hooves removed weighed 318 lbs. Some hindquarters i have taken out have been 180lbs each. I was glad to have a smallish bull for more manageable size and get out in one load.

I hunted about thirteen days—hardest ive ever hunted. But, locally slaughtered farm-raised bison is $11/lb for the whole animal and elk is $13/lb, so if i had purchased this game meat (which one can not purchase or sell moose) it would have cost about $5500 as bison. Bulls do urinate and roll in it to spread their scent. It is very important to keep the smelly hair off the meat and get the meat cooled down to the bone as quickly as possible. Like other game, this meat is very lean. The burger will be mixed with beef suet at 15% and the sausage will be similar. This meat will last at least two years of weekly eating and lots of sharing. Unfrozen is a different experience than frozen, but once it is frozen, i will happily eat it five years later and enjoy it. Every bit of meat will be eaten and enjoyed. I already pressure-cooked “canned” twelve pints of this one and more to follow.

This story is very similar to pretty much every successful moose hunter in Alaska. Some close out on day one, some the last day. Some guys have to pack it out on their backs, some in planes or boats. I was able to drive to it. Some people shoot them in their yard and some ten hours from their house. Some make long-distance shots and some are close. It does not get much closer than paper-airplane distance.
While moose in one part of the state are scarce, they are returning in number around here and in western Alaska the numbers are booming. There were some locally hard winters with freeze/thaw/freeze cycles on deep snow which is tough on moose but easy for their predators.
The butcher said they’ve been busy all season and expect a three week turn-around. It’s usually been less than a week.

I saw no bears and not much fresh sign of them while hunting locally. That is good. I am sure a bear is on my kill site now though.
 
Thanks for sharing. Very cool story.

I did some consulting work in Wyoming once and some of the guys at the job site told me they went moose (or elk?) hunting on the weekends using bow and arrow. I had a hard time imagining it though because they talked about hauling out a carcass after a kill by carrying it for several hours and these guys were not in fit, athlete shape - they were heavy dudes carrying some large tires around their waists.
 
Thanks for sharing. Very cool story.

I did some consulting work in Wyoming once and some of the guys at the job site told me they went moose (or elk?) hunting on the weekends using bow and arrow. I had a hard time imagining it though because they talked about hauling out a carcass after a kill by carrying it for several hours and these guys were not in fit, athlete shape - they were heavy dudes carrying some large tires around their waists.
Maybe it was a hundred yards and everything makes sense?
 


Arctic explorers in the 1800s documented something that confused them deeply.

Indigenous hunters would kill a caribou, butcher it carefully, take specific parts, and leave the rest.

Not because they were wasteful. Because the animal was too lean.

European explorers watched Inuit hunters examine a kill, check the fat deposits, and literally abandon the carcass if it wasn't fat enough.

The lean muscle meat was left for scavengers. The hide might be taken. But the meat itself? Not worth carrying.

This happened repeatedly. Explorers documented it with genuine confusion. Why leave perfectly good meat?

Because it wasn't good meat. It was lean meat. And lean meat without fat causes rabbit starvation.

The hunters knew from generational knowledge: eating lean meat exclusively will kill you within weeks. Your liver can't process that much protein without fat. You'll die with a full stomach.

So they didn't waste energy carrying meat that couldn't sustain them.

They'd track animals until finding one with adequate fat stores. Back fat, kidney fat, bone marrow. The fat was non-negotiable.

Lewis and Clark documented the same behavior in Plains Indians. Lean buffalo killed during summer were often left partially butchered. Only the fatty parts taken.

European sensibilities were horrified. "Wasteful savages leaving good meat!"

The "savages" were applying survival knowledge that kept them alive for thousands of years.

They knew what the explorers didn't: fat is survival, lean meat is starvation in slow motion.

Modern hunters have rediscovered this. When harvesting game, they check body condition. Lean deer from rut season? The meat is good but not optimal. Post-rut with fat stores? Now you're talking.

Our ancestors wouldn't have wasted energy on a lean kill. They'd leave it and find a fat one.

Because they understood what we forgot: the purpose of hunting isn't protein. It's fat.

Protein comes along with fat. But you're hunting for energy density, not muscle tissue.

Explorers who didn't understand this died of rabbit starvation while eating unlimited lean game.

Indigenous hunters who understood it thrived in environments where Europeans starved.

The meat left rotting wasn't waste. It was intelligent resource management by people who knew lean meat wasn't worth the effort.

Your ancestors left lean meat for the wolves. You're eating extra-lean ground beef thinking it's healthy.

One group understood nutrition. The other has dietary guidelines.
 
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