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Spent the last 3 days trying to call in a lion again. here's the story if I can make the new board system operate right....LOL.
With my 58th birthday rapidly apparoaching, I decided to take a few days and go calling for lions. I thought some big game winter range would be a good spot, so headed north to the Gallagher Peak area just east of the Birch Creek valley.
I was mostly hunting between 6500’ and 7,000’ elevation. Here’s a pic of the Teton Range looking across the Snake River plains toward Wyoming. The distance is just about 90 miles as the crow flies.
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With the distances involved I only had time for 2 or 3 stands each day. Overnight temps were in the single digits, so it wasn’t fun to be out until the sun had warmed it a bit. By the time I hiked up the hill, it was usually 10:30 before I made my first stand.
On this next stand I had a small group of muley does come in to see what was going on. The does are peculiar. When I first blew the call, I had does at ½ mile running for cover. At the same time, this group, which had watched me walk in and setup, decided to come much closer, and wouldn’t leave for many minutes. Here’s the first pic looking straight ahead as my stand is setup.
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They eventually worled around to my right, as shown in the next pic. With the first series on the call, I also had a pair of coyotes come tearing in along the ridge where the red arrow points. Within 30 seconds they went tearing out the same way! The wind was down-canyon from my right to left. I’m sure they smelled me. It’s really weird the way the air moves in those canyons. You can never be sure where it will go.
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On a different stand I had a beautiful, big, coyote come in to 75 yards. He got a “pass” as I was after lions and didn’t want to disturb the quiet. It was fun to just watch him. He stood around for almost a minute. Never did see me, or know what was going on. He eventually faded back into the mahogany thickets.
Here’s another pic of the Tetons, barely visible in the far background. My truck is parked under the arrow.
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I never did see a lion, but I’ll be back there again. It’s only 100 miles from home. I’ve got a few sore spots today, but generally feel really well. I’m grateful to God that I can still get around as well as I can. Hope you all have a great Christmas.
With my 58th birthday rapidly apparoaching, I decided to take a few days and go calling for lions. I thought some big game winter range would be a good spot, so headed north to the Gallagher Peak area just east of the Birch Creek valley.
I was mostly hunting between 6500’ and 7,000’ elevation. Here’s a pic of the Teton Range looking across the Snake River plains toward Wyoming. The distance is just about 90 miles as the crow flies.
With the distances involved I only had time for 2 or 3 stands each day. Overnight temps were in the single digits, so it wasn’t fun to be out until the sun had warmed it a bit. By the time I hiked up the hill, it was usually 10:30 before I made my first stand.
On this next stand I had a small group of muley does come in to see what was going on. The does are peculiar. When I first blew the call, I had does at ½ mile running for cover. At the same time, this group, which had watched me walk in and setup, decided to come much closer, and wouldn’t leave for many minutes. Here’s the first pic looking straight ahead as my stand is setup.
They eventually worled around to my right, as shown in the next pic. With the first series on the call, I also had a pair of coyotes come tearing in along the ridge where the red arrow points. Within 30 seconds they went tearing out the same way! The wind was down-canyon from my right to left. I’m sure they smelled me. It’s really weird the way the air moves in those canyons. You can never be sure where it will go.
On a different stand I had a beautiful, big, coyote come in to 75 yards. He got a “pass” as I was after lions and didn’t want to disturb the quiet. It was fun to just watch him. He stood around for almost a minute. Never did see me, or know what was going on. He eventually faded back into the mahogany thickets.
Here’s another pic of the Tetons, barely visible in the far background. My truck is parked under the arrow.
I never did see a lion, but I’ll be back there again. It’s only 100 miles from home. I’ve got a few sore spots today, but generally feel really well. I’m grateful to God that I can still get around as well as I can. Hope you all have a great Christmas.
