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My dad's dream has always been to do a moose hunt. As his retirement present to himself he booked a moose hunt in Newfoundland and invited me to join! After years of saving and finding the right outfitter we finally hopped on a plane last Friday and made the trip North to "The Rock". The first day of hunting with my guide Cliff and I saw 9 cows and 2 bulls. The first bull was too small, and the second bull pushed his cows into us as he circled downwind and caught our scent at 50 yards. Darn! He would have been nice on the wall! Anyways, we ended the day with over 10 miles of hiking through bogs, creeks, lots of blisters, and hope for a big bull tomorrow! On the second day we came across 11 cows and 3 bulls in the morning. 2 of the bulls were 40+ inch bulls, but they were cowed up and had no interest in our calls making them impossible for an archery kill. We were gonna come back in the morning with a rifle since they were beautiful bulls and would look great on the wall! I wanted one with my bow, but had decided I would take a monster with the rifle if he presented himself. As were were walking back to the truck, I decided to stop and take a leak, as soon as I pulled it out, Cliff whispered, "bull moose, 100 yards, get down!" He immediately started to crawl down hill from me and calling though! In those few seconds I realized he wasn't joking and I needed to zip up and get my bow ready! I barely got my fly up before the moose came in on a string! Just as he started to step out 20 yards in front of me, he changed course to circle down wind! The moose almost stepped on me (2 yards away) as he came down the berm I was crouching behind and we scared the shoot out each other!!! He backed off ten yards and stopped to try to figure out what I was! Instinctively I drew back and dropped my rage broadhead into his boiler room at 15 yards! He looked at me confused and started walking up the hill slowly gasping for breath. I threw one more arrow that was a 60 yard shot walking away from me and got a perfect Texas heart shot that opened up his femoral. 5 minutes later, it was over! I had killed my first moose, and with a bow to boot!!! As we walked up the 100 yards to where he expired it looked like a 50 gallon bucket of paint and been poured out all the way up! Cliff has well killed over 100 moose and said it was the biggest blood trail he's ever seen! (The picture below of the hide is the rage entrance wound). After the pictures, that's when the real work started! We gutted the animal and covered him with trees to keep the birds and predators from getting to him. We also left a stinky shirt full of human scent on the pile and in a tree to keep predators away. (Never heard about doing this but Cliff insisted it's never failed him). We then backed out for the night since we were so far back and there is no way to cover the land in Newfoundland at night since it's so boggy with roots and trees everywhere! The next morning we came back with the Argo and a chainsaw and cut a path to the moose. We crawled over some rough terrain in that vehicle and finally got it winched in! From the time I shot it to the time we got it out and to the butcher, it took 24 hours with a quick 5 hour nights sleep! Dad is still hunting and will hopefully kill his soon! This is our first guided hunt as we are both your normal DIY hunters. Next year I think we'll try to get an Alaskan moose on our own now that we've learned the basics! Thanks for reading and good luck on your tags this year guys!