Well, at 2:30 yesterday my 3 year drought came to an end. We decided, after hunting all morning at one spot, to stop at Graceland (named so because of the monster bull we saw there last week, named "The King") which is an island on the Skeena, for a quick look around before heading back to Rupert. My buddy went one way and I went another. I was about 30 mins in when I spotted something dark in a small group of large trees in the middle of a meadow about 150 yards away. I soon realized, via binocs, that it was moose hide but I could not see its head. It soon turned and it had terribly small horns, somewhere between a spike and a paddle bull. It began to trot quite quickly broadside and was in danger of disappearing if I did not act fast. I quickly found a stump to rest on, found his ribs in my scope and let a 300 grain Nosler fly from my new .375 H&H Win Mod-70. I saw it lurch but then it ran out of sight, which was only 20 more feet. I went over but could not find it. I whistled for my buddy and he whistled back immediately as he was only 75 yards away (I knew where he was so there was no danger). He said he had been chasing a moose through the thick brush but had not actually seen it. Well, I saw it. We looked for tracks for 15 mins but could not find them. He asked me if I missed and I said I wasn't sure, although I was thinking "how could I miss a moose broadside at that distance"?....stranger things have happened. Finally I walked over a little further and there it was all piled up in a depression (he was not depressed but rather was laying in one). Both lungs and the top of his heart. He would have been legal in an immature only area. We 1/4'ed him and I packed him out with my Bull-pac. Shot at 2:30, in the Zodiak at 6:45. Lot of BS'ing mixed in during that duration.
He is going to be some gooooood eating.
PS. I ran out of film the other day and forgot to get more...doh!