Viper

I use a small clamp on umbrella I got from Sportsmans. It's around $8. I can clamp it on a chair back, the branch of a bush/small tree, pack frame, or walking stick / hiking pole. Sometimes you have to be a little creative. It can withstand a 5 mph wind...not much more. The lower section is flexible, to change the angle. It keeps me in hunt mode a lot longer on hot days. Here's a few pics.

Great bull!!! Robert is a good man! Truely a giver.

GREAT BULL!! That is a tough unit. I was up there last Thursday - Sunday helping a friend. We were hunting the Chevlon side canyons. There are bulls in there, and some good ones. The rut action was very mild, and the bulls are tough to work in on in the canyons. I've been up there for a portion of the hunt the last three years (had a tag last year). Three years ago the rut was nuts. Last year not so good. This year was very quiet. It seems a lot of hunters do the "road warrior" race north on 170 each morning. That area must be better, but it seems like there would be more hunter competition. Not sure if I want to continue to put in for 4B. We quit on 5B-S due to poor tag odds, and the numbers are way down from previous years. Huge congrats!! Thanks for sharing.

Got mine.....with renewal of EHJ and EBJ. Love the magazine.

They all went to 23 too. 23 should be a huntin' paradise.

Where is this "Magellan Rim" you speak of? Sounds like a great spot It takes a Magellan GPS to find it. Unit 22 burned up and all the animals ran into unit 23....so that's the best unit now.

Robert is a great guy, I've known him for years. he does good work. If you plan to stay until your job is done you will need some patience, and take some snacks....like mentioned, he is a one man operation and gets interupted regularly. But he will make sure it is done right before you leave. I prefer to support the local mom/pop shop.

The best access road in there is closed, due to the recent fire. I hear it will closed until spring....if it ever opens again.

Yes, my wife uses dryer sheets tucked in the top of her socks or waist band. Works for mosquitos anyhow...not sure about the knats. They are usually scented though.

Oh man, those knats tear me up. They get in my nose and ears and bite the heck out of my face, neck and arms. I still have little bumps from last year. I started carrying a small can of spray and a face net, and long sleeves if it's not too hot. I recently bought a bandana with a repelant treatment, but haven't tried it yet. I need you as a hunting partner to keep the bugs off me

The way I understand it, this model gives you temp, pressure, angle, with a hold over feature. But does not display a compensated distance....right? I believe you have to buy the new 1600 B to get that.

What is the attractant you are using...spread on the ground?

I was the 2nd caller. Did they sell?

I don't mean to "beat a dead horse"...or buck. I posted this a while back, but it was the short version with only a couple pics. This is the long version with more pictures. It’s long, but hopefully entertaining. If you get bored with it, you can skip to the pictures. My hunting partner (Bill) and I had spotted this buck twice before the season, along with several other smaller bucks. Once in velvet and once after rubbed off. We had no doubt he would go at least 100”. The problem was figuring out how to get to them. They live on a high, very steep ridge with heavy brush and pockets of dense trees. The ridge top is lined with rock cliffs. After each scouting trip, on the way home, the question always came up “how are we going get to them”? “How do you get a crack at one of those bucks”? Opening morning (10/21) we got up extra early and rode the ATVs (Ranger and quad) to the area. Bill set up for glassing on the east (sunny) side, below the ridge, hoping to get a shot at a buck low on the ridge, within a few hundred yards. I rode around to the west side and climbed to the top of what we call “heart attack ridge”, hoping to get a shot at a buck on the upper slopes. I was able to get to the top well before first light, which allowed time for the gasping, dizziness and sweating to subside…thus the name. When it was shooting light, I slowly started walking the ridge top, glassing ahead and down both sides. Bill was glassing from below. If he spotted something up high, he could guide me in. I was glassing down the east slope, when I heard a noise behind me. I slowly turned to look, as a spike walked by at 25 yards. He slowly walked away, down the ridge top and out of sight. Bill radioed that he had does, near the top, about ¾ mile down the ridge. I continued to hunt slowly. Eventually, I came to a cliff/bluff overlooking some drainages on the west side. This is an area that is shady most of the day. We have seen bucks in this area before, later in the morning. It’s about 8:30 and I hadn’t had my pack off all morning. I took a position on the cliff, took off my pack and sat down for a break. I was glassing below, using my shooting sticks under my binos for support. I glassed the terrain below for about 10 minutes, when I scanned over to a spot we had seen bucks before, right below a cliff face. “Holy $hi…!! That’s him”! There was the big boy, standing there staring straight ahead…right at me. I thought I was busted. He had a smaller buddy 20 feet away, a 2x3. It was a steep angle down to him, but it sure appeared he was looking right at me. I was frozen with the binos on him for what seemed like 10 minutes. All these thoughts were flashing in my head… “should I wait for him to relax, look away, lay down”? “Will he bust and run”? “Should I take my chances and go for my rifle”? “No, he’d bust me for sure”. I always tend to take the cautious approach, so I decided to wait him out. Finally, he looked slightly away. I slowly pulled my leather glove off my right hand with my teeth. I slowly reached down to my hip and pulled the range finder from the case, slowly brought it up to my eye……160 yards (angle compensated). Now he’s looking my way again. I freeze for another several minutes. This time he looks to his left, down the hill. I slo-o-owly lay down on the rocks on my left side. I realize he can’t see me now, as the cliff edge is hiding me. I reach for my rifle and gently pull it from the pack scabbard, remove the scope cover, chamber a round, spread the shooting sticks…. “I hope he’s still there…I hope he’s still there”. I slowly raise myself back up and rest the rifle on the sticks, pull the scope to my eye and…”yes, he’s still there”. Still staring straight ahead. “This is going to happen!”. Now the buck fever really kicks in. I’m breathing hard and the crosshairs are shaking about. “calm down, breath, settle on him, it’ll shoot high at this range…aim low, calm…..BOOM! After the recoil from the .270, I get the scope back on him… he’s gone…. “Is he down…did he run”? His buddy is still standing there, looking at the spot where he stood. “He must have dropped right there”. “If he ran, the other one would have run too”. The other buck is still standing, looking. I grab my binos, but can’t see anything through the brush. On the road, way below, nearly ¾ mile away, a Ranger drives by with two guys talking. The other buck busts and runs away. I gathered my gear and went to the top of the ridge so I could radio Bill, still glassing the ridge. I told him “I think I just dropped the big buck…I think he dropped in his tracks, but I’ll have to go check”. “What! I didn’t hear you shoot”! He said “let me know when you find out”. He also informed me he spotted another decent buck on a different ridge. So, I have to hike about 1/4 mile down the ridge to a saddle and wrap around under the cliffs, then side-hill a few hundred yards to where my buck was. This is no easy task, as the hillside is quite steep, with loose rock and brush. I finally get to the spot and find my buck. He dropped in his tracks and slid downhill five feet, with his right antler tangled in a bush, keeping him from sliding further. He was on his back with his legs in the air, and a bullet hole centered at the base of his throat. I got above him and pulled him up to the somewhat flat spot he was standing on. I posed him and took some pictures. Again, I gathered my gear and went straight up to the top of the ridge to inform Bill that I did have the big one down… also to see if it would be an easier way back to the buck. That didn’t work out so well. I radioed Bill. We made plans to meet where he thought he could drive the Ranger to. A half hour later, I met him at the Ranger. We had a snack, hydrated, and stashed our packs and guns. I told Bill, “Don’t forget your walking stick…you’re gonna need it”. We put on the pack frames, and headed back for the buck. When we got back to the buck, we took more pictures, some high-fiving, some back slapping, then we got to work. I gutted the buck, cut him in half, and loaded our pack frames. The hike out wasn’t easy, but not as bad as I thought it would be. We just took it slow and easy, using the walking sticks to keep us from slipping and rolling down the mountain. Four hours after the shot, we were back at the Ranger. Wow! What an adventure! I am totally blessed to be able to hunt and enjoy some awesome country in this state. Being able to find and take this good buck is a real gift. Brad A sign from above. This is where he fell… steep! A better look. Bill gets his hands on him. Packing out with the front half. Bill with the back quarters. Finally, back at the Ranger… 4 hours after the shot. Gross/green score is 111 1/8”

I was there from around 6am - 10am. White 4-door Silverado 2500. It was actually cooler than I thought it would be...not bad in the shade. We may have talked. There was four of us, one shooting a recurve.

(choir sings) .....buck paradise.....

Thanks! Excellent review. I will take a good look at this option.

That's what it's all about. Nice hat...You look like the Amish guys I worked with back east.

I've had the Meindl Perfekt Hiker for 3 years now. Love 'em! Not too hot, great support, waterproof, holding up great. But, I have to wear a set of short gators to keep debris out of them...not a big deal.

+1. Mine hasn't faded or torn after 8 years.

Wow! The detail is perfect! I want one. How do you preserve the manzanita with leaves on? I like to use it in the house but the leaves get dingy and fall off.

"other forums"???? What are you talking about.....there is no other forum.... CWT.COM period!! Ernesto C Thought that might stir things up a bit Actually I was refering to facebook. Posted on Eastman's and Linton Outdoors pages. Should get some exposure. I have yet to find another forum that comes close to CWT, especially one so specific to AZ.

Very good article. I just re-posted on a couple other forums....spread the word

Thanks for the info. Doesn't sound so simple to me. Maybe it makes more sense as you get involved in the process. I would love to go, just held off due to the mystery of it all. I figure it best to go with someone that's done it before. I think I will buy a bonus point just in case.

+1 Don't put all your eggs in one basket. You must be mobile and flexible in a populated area. Too many things can influence elk movement. I understand the "wilderness experience" thing, but you go to all that effert for a remote camp and some yahoo will walk or ride a quad into your area and mess it up for many days. If you have your vehicle and roads nearby, you can use them as tools to relocate the elk. If necessary, it will be easier to move camp. If the priority is to provide your dad with a good experience, then have a comfortable camp and be careful not to make it physically hard on him. Odds are very good he will see and hear elk anywhere you camp. I think it is great of you to include your dad on an elk hunt! I tried that with my dad...didn't turn out very well....personality thing, but I tried. On the other hand, I brought my brother out on two elk hunts so far and we had an absolute ball. We hope to do it many more times, if I can get a tag.