New World Record Non-Typical Archery 566 4/8

Michael and Blake (his guide) with his world record bull.  Blake wrote up a great description of the hunt after this picture.

Written by Blake Crezee, “On August 16 the hunt began at Broadmouth Canyon Ranch in Idaho. First off meeting my hunter Michael and talking about our coming hunt for a while i knew that we were gonna be bow hunting and being the first elk harvest for him with the new Mathews bow he wanted to get a good one. At this point i knew i had to find him a big bull.  The weather was super hot and dry. The best place to find the bulls was by randomly catching them at the wallows or down in the bottoms either in the shade or along one of the few springs that were still running due to the dry summer. It was gonna be a chore finding a bull we wanted to take with a bow in hand. The first day we encountered a few different bulls but nothing we wanted to really go after. We had been talking a bit about the possibility of finding a specific bull that i knew would be well over 500 inches but knew it was gonna be tricky. The second day of the hunt started out watching over an old spring where only a trickle of water and a small mudhole existed. After glassing over some nice bulls and the thought of setting eyes on the big boy we decided to move on. The morning so far was full of excitement, bulls were just starting to talk a little and they were getting a little into the rut. It must of been around 10A.M. as we were covering another small area where we had previously seen this big bull hanging out earlier before season we could kinda tell that an elk had been coming into the water hole here. I knew that we needed to be able to get a look at whatever it was living here at this point. I needed to start narrowing down these hiding places if i was gonna find this bull. After sitting for a bit and glassing every opening we could find in the mix of aspens and scattered pines we had finally located movement in the trees. After a few he offered us a good enough look that i could see it was exactly what we were looking for. Without waisting any time we decided that we needed to get into position for a shot just across from the wallow in the bottom that he was feeding above. He was surely gonna come out midday to the water. We got set up and started ranging possible shooting lanes. As quick as we set up here he come feeding out into a small opening leading out to the wallow. After about 20 minutes worth of watching him graze and moving along in and out of the trees he made it to the point where i knew he was not gonna go the way we wanted him to. He was working on going out around the wallow and going up on the hillside. I knew that at the perfect time we were going to have to make a move without getting caught.Lucky for us the slight breeze was working out good for us as he worked along the top edge of the aspens. All we had to do was try to get around ahead of him and hopefully get set up in the right spot for an ambush. We got around to a good spot in the bottom of the draw where i knew would be a ways ahead of him. After working our way up through the thick tangle of trees to the treeline we found ourselves set up just in time too see the top of his antlers coming right in line for us. Not having any time to range anything we stood there in a little shooting window motionless.Only a few seconds later here he was coming just perfect along the hill. He was about to go behind a patch of brush when i looked over to tell Michael get ready to draw, he was already doing it. As he took 2 last steps he was at full draw with a perfect broadside shot i did a short cow call that stopped him slightly quartering away. Quickly i ranged and whispered 23 yards and the arrow was on its way. A perfect shot wheeled the bull around and off running back the direction he had come from. We found him only a 100 yards away in a small patch of aspen trees but still somewhat alive but not mobile. After sneeking in carefully we found him standing at the edge looking really sick. but with the presented shot i told michael to shoot him again if he could. The last arrow had cut him down for good. The last few steps walking up to him he really grew a lot. The excitement was starting to set in. Michael had just taken a possible record book elk with his bow!”



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