The Wyoming Game and Fish Department continues monitoring brucellosis in Wyoming’s elk and bison and is asking hunters once again to help. Brucellosis is an infectious disease of elk and bison. In Wyoming, elk in Teton, Sublette, Park, Northern Lincoln and Big Horn counties, and bison from the Jackson and Yellowstone herds, are infected with brucellosis at varying levels. Continue reading Wyoming Hunters Asked To Help With Brucellosis Monitoring
The forecast caused me more than a bit of trepidation as I checked an Internet weather site prior to my bison hunt. Arctic air was pushing south from Canada and heavy snow, high winds and unusually cold temperatures were expected along my route from Colorado through Wyoming and into South Dakota. When I received word from Custer State Park that I would be one of the few trophy bison hunters for the coming season, I arranged for an extra day of travel time just in case of such conditions. Now it looked as if I’d need all the time I had available to make it through that storm.
I had never been to the Black Hills and was eager for the sights and adventure. Rising like an oasis from the Great Plains, the Black Hills are best known for Mount Rushmore and gold. The area is rich in history and offers visitors a wide variety of activities. Custer State Park lies at the south end of the mountain range and encompasses roughly 71,000 acres. It’s home to nearly 2,000 bison as well as whitetail and mule deer, elk, mountain goats and bighorn sheep.
It was dark by the time I reached the little town of Custer. I was relieved to be free of the confines of my truck after the long trip. As if the snow against the Wyoming fences hadn’t been enough to prove the weatherman correct, the bitter cold that greeted me as I climbed from the truck cab drove the fact home. All I wanted now was a warm bed. In the morning, my wife and I would meet Chad, our guide from the park.
All trophy bison hunters in Custer State Park have the opportunity to hunt with Chad Kremer, who is the park’s herd manager. Part of Chad’s job is to ensure that the park meets its management goals by allowing trophy hunters to take only bulls that are at least 10 years old. This offers the hunter an excellent chance at an exceptional trophy. A better man to hunt bison with I cannot imagine. Chad’s knowledge and experience with the big animals proved to be invaluable. We talked of other hunters’ successes and what our prospects were, then agreed to meet the next morning.
“Dress warm,” Chad advised. “They say more snow is on the way.”
By morning, seven inches were on the ground and the wind was blowing in force. Glassing was nearly impossible because our eyes watered constantly. Still, we tried as best we could and soon located a large herd of bison up a distant draw. Closer inspection showed it to be a group of cows and young bulls. I wouldn’t have guessed the bulls to be young because they had the classic look, with beautifully curved horns and pointed tips so often seen in movies or photos.
“Those are only four- or five-year-old bulls,” Chad explained. “The really old ones will have horns more rounded than that and their mass will be obvious when you see it.”
The hunt was jut a few hours old when I realized that the challenge of bison hunting in Custer State Park is not necessarily in finding bison. It seemed that the animals were on every other hillside. Had I been allowed to hunt on my own, I most likely would have ended my hunt within the first hour or two. I’d have taken one of those five-year-olds, having mistaken it for a mature animal. Fortunately, Chad’s knowledge and experience kept me from making such a mistake. But I was finding it difficult to believe that we could look at so many different herds without finding the big bulls we wanted.
“That’s an old bull.” It was nearly noon when Chad uttered the words I had been so anxious to hear. The adrenaline rush of imminent success began to course through me.
“How big?” I asked.
“Oh, maybe 117 or 118,” Chad replied as he watched the bull through his binocular.
The herd rose as we approached and a few of the animals moved off several yards. But the bull we were watching stayed there, as if he couldn’t care less about the two puny humans drawing closer to him.
Chad studied the bull for another minute or two, and then declared, “Nope. We can do better. I know there are bulls somewhere around here that are larger than this guy.”
Several hours later, as the shadows grew long and we had found no other mature bulls, I no longer shared Chad’s confidence. We had time to check one more place before darkness fell. Back in the truck, we bounced our way up a rough, snow-covered road to the back of a remote hillside. Chad had just climbed back into the truck after moving some branches from our path when he noticed a dark patch through the trees. Making our way closer, we soon saw four bull bison bedded on the hillside. Three were young bulls. The head of the fourth was concealed behind some brush. When the bull finally moved his head enough to allow a view of his horns, his size was obvious, just as Chad had said a truly mature bull would be. The horns held good mass and were completely rounded at the tips.
“He might go 120,” Chad said. “Let’s leave them bedded here and come back in the morning.”
Chad understood my reluctance to leave with such a good bull at hand. But he assured me the bison wouldn’t move far from this spot by morning. He also reminded me that we didn’t have much time before it was completely dark and the temperature plunged. Neither of us wanted to deal with a downed bison in that situation.
The following morning broke clear and bitterly cold. I’m sure there are some who wouldn’t call 24 below zero bitterly cold, but it was a new experience for a desert rat like me, and one I would hardly call enjoyable. Ice-covered roads made the drive to meet Chad precarious. But I was happy for the lack of wind and I felt that success was sure to come. I have had the same feeling when taking animals on previous hunts, and I was sure this would be my day.
Before making our way back to the bulls we had left the night before, Chad wanted to check a different area for a 12-year-old bull he had seen throughout the season. That bull, Chad explained, had massive horns that would score well into the record book. I’ve never been obsessed with record book scores, but the thought of having a chance at such an animal was exciting, and I glassed the hillside with determination. Had we been looking for elk, we would have picked the right spot because they covered the distant slope. But the bison weren’t with them and we moved on.
“What have we here?” Chad asked as we rounded a bend half an hour later and saw four bison in the distance. “Those can’t be the same bulls from last night. They’ve traveled too far.”
It took just a few moments behind binoculars to tell that this was a different group. This one contained two mature bulls.
“That’s him! That’s the 12-year-old,” Chad exclaimed. “I knew they had to be around here yesterday. Look at how big he is!”
The bull was indeed massive. His horns were worn and chipped, and would exceed any record book minimum with plenty to spare. But he was the ugliest bison I had ever seen. All those chips and wear were not at all what I had in mind for “my” bison. I think Chad was a bit surprised when I said it wasn’t the bull I wanted even if it would score well. Instead, we turned our attention to his 11-year-old companion. Now, that was the bull I had come to South Dakota for. Other than the ugly bull, he held better mass than any we had found but still had the classic pointed tips I sought.
“I’d like to try for him,” I told Chad. The animals began to meander away. But they didn’t seem overly concerned about our presence, which allowed me plenty of time to get comfortable for a shot.
Giving me a last-minute pointer, Chad said, “Remember to hit him behind the ear so that he’s anchored.”
With all that shaggy hair, finding the ear and the correct spot behind it isn’t as easy as it might sound. The ear blends well into the rest of the head. But as I settled in behind the scope, I soon saw a flicker of movement that betrayed the correct location. My crosshairs were steady on the spot for just a moment before another of the bulls blocked my line of sight. For the next five minutes, it seemed as if the two animals were grazing in tandem because “my” bull stayed hidden behind his companion with each step they took toward the cover of trees.
When my bull finally cleared his companion, my sights rested on where I believed the ear to be. The .300 Remington Ultra Mag. boomed as I touched the trigger and the bull collapsed. I watched the downed animal for several moments to make certain he didn’t rise, then accepted Chad’s congratulations. The other three bison showed no concern for what had just happened and continued to graze. It wasn’t until Chad produced his bullwhip and cracked the air with it several times that they finally moved on.
It took the efforts of four men to roll my trophy into position for photos. He would weigh in at 1,850 pounds, and I can say for certain that moving that much weight even a small distance is no simple task. I knew his 120 6/8 horns were smaller than those of his companion. But he was all that I had wanted from Custer State Park. And at least I wouldn’t have to look at an ugly bull for the rest of my life.–Brian Payne
For the first time ever, Safari Club International Foundation (SCI Foundation) will be hosting an online auction to sell highly prized Alaska Governor’s Permits. There are two big game tags available. The first tag is an opportunity to hunt a Kenai Mountains caribou (Barren Ground). The second Alaska tag is for the chance to hunt a free-ranging Plains bison from the coveted Delta bison Herd.
The auction will take place during summer 2013 for trips to follow this coming 2013 hunting season. Don’t miss this chance to bid for the hunt of a lifetime while contributing to conservation in the great state of Alaska!
SCI Foundation is proud to work with the Alaska Department of Fish & Game to offer these unique licenses to serious Hunter Conservationists. Funds generated will be used in the management of the respective species for the enjoyment of future generations.
Here is an extremely rare chance to get your hand on an Alaskan Delta bison tag. This tag gives you the opportunity to hunt this herd from October 1, 2013 to March 31, 2014. Method of take is rifle, muzzleloader or bow. The Delta bison herd is approximately 370 animals, with 56 bulls for every 100 cows. Recent hunters’ success has been 60 to 70%. This tag will allow you to hunt the Delta bison herd during the open dates until a bison has been harvested. The Delta herd is present on public, private and military land during the season. Permission must be obtained from landowners to hunt private land and must have a Recreation Access Permit to access military land. Hunter must complete a hunter orientation either online through the Alaska Department of Fish and Game website or in person at the Delta Area Office and the certificate of completion must be carried during the hunt. In-person orientation for the 2013 to 2014 season are Sept. 30, Oct. 4,11,17, Oct. 25, and Nov. 1. Weapons and ammunition restrictions apply; consult Alaska Department of Game and Fish for details. This is an auction for a tag only; no accommodations, meals, outfitting arrangements, licenses, etc. are included, and all further costs are the responsibility of the buyer. More specific information regarding the hunt can be obtained from the Alaskan Department of Fish and Game, Darren Bruning in Delta Junction office at (907) 895-4484 or Darren.Bruning@alaska.gov.
Here is an outstanding opportunity to hunt the Kenai Mountains of Alaska for barren ground caribou. Funds generated from the purchase will be used for on-the-ground wildlife conservation efforts by the Alaska Department of Fish and Game. Method of take is rifle. The hunt area can be accessed by foot from the Sterling Highway, Seward Highway, or Palmer Creek Road in Hope. The season is open from August 13, 2013 to December 31, 2013. Early in the season caribou are dispersed in small groups throughout the hunt area. With the onset of the rut in mid to late September, the caribou generally congregate near the headwaters of Big Indian Creek and around American Pass. These areas are a 10+ mile hike from a road, so hiring a horse packer may is advised. Snowfall starts as early as late September, but usually holds off until late October. This auction is for a hunting tag only; no accommodations, meals, outfitting arrangements, licenses, etc. are included and all further costs are the responsibility of the buyer. Contact the Chugach National Forest Staff for hunter access details at (907) 743-9500. More specific information regarding the hunt can be obtained from the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, Jeff Selinger in the Soldotna office. He may be reached at (907) 262-9368 or firstname.lastname@example.org.