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Hunting Traditions: The Learning Years Part 2 he floats across the tundra with a 100 lb. pack like a fog bank. He covers country a bit like a big bull moose or brown bear, meaning he doesn’t look like he going too fast, but after five minutes you notice that he’s about 500 yards out in front of you. watching small groups of caribou filtering through the creek drainage and crossing the ridge just to our right. I was watching a small group in my binos that were about 1,100 yards away according to the rangefinder, when they suddenly scattered and started running like someone had dropped a bomb on them. I got my spotting scope on the area and saw two wolves taking down a caribou. At 1,100 yards, we knew that making a successful stalk was going to be a longshot, but we beat feet down the ridge. As luck would have it, we made a successful stalk and I managed to get one nice sized male wolf down. We found over 20 kill sites in this immediate area and while we were making the stalk, we watched these two wolves hide behind a small clump of spruce to let other caribou walk by. 30 They were obviously planning to do more damage and we were happy to interrupt their plans! 2007 had been a great year. Mike’s son Shawn managed to take a 63” bull later in the hunt and we went home with another great adventure under our belts, some nice trophies and everyone in our party had shot opportunities on both moose and caribou. 2008 I’d like to think that 2008 was the year that I finally got it all dialed in. This was the year that I really learned a lot about moose hunting, specifically about cow calling during the rut. Ed Bulawa, a friend from work, joined me on this hunt. Now, Ed is about 6’9” tall, and an ex-Army jock that played basketball. He has thighs about the size of a Kentucky Derby winner and Right off we spotted a bull over a mile away and walking dead away from our area. This wasn’t a bull we were interested in taking, but up until this point it would not have mattered. I’d had some success bull grunting, but I had never mastered cow calling or hunted with anyone who had. Up to this point, bulls that were far away and going in the opposite direction were a pretty safe distance from me. Just then, Ed pulled a bull magnet horn out of his pack and laid into his version of a love sick cow. Whhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaatttttt! That bull stopped and looked directly at us and after a few more calls, he turned and started coming in like he was tied onto a string. Ed called him in to less than 100 yards and played with him a little while. The only thing that bull wouldn’t do was climb up Wolf Point with us. CLICK AND LIKE