Bow Hunting Story of Bull Calf Vs. Mamma Moose And Deer


This bow hunting story happened during the 2003 archery season and was another adventure of memory making sights. If one spends several days a year in the field, he or she will accumulate a bow hunting story or two. The one that I am about to share is just too bizarre to dream up and if I had not been there, I would doubt the truth of the outcome.

To set the stage, last year was number 5 in a series of drought after drought years in the area I hunt. The springs and water holes were flowing less and less and going dryer faster than the years before. Before the archery season ended, the ranchers that grazes the area were having water brought in from 8 miles away by a 10,000 gallon tanker truck.

Like I said before, a great bow hunting story is lived rather than being made up, so stay with me. My favorite spot had two springs that feed the little water hole. One of the springs dried up 2 seasons ago and the rancher had scooped out a large deep hole just below the water trough to catch the overflow from the spring that was left.

That water hole is some distance from a decent road so the game prefer it to the other water holes that are 1 mile and 2 miles away. This is where the problems and the bow hunting story starts. The cattle that graze the several thousand acres of land also like this water hole.

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Black Bull Calf Vs. Young Buck Deer

One particularly hot day, I was sitting in my blind and the cows were laying all around the water trough and water hole. This usually means that the wild game will not come to water as long as the cows are there. This being a hot day and no other water source near, caused the game to be braver than usual and made for the beginning of a great bow hunting story.

A young black bull calf was feeling his oats and playing with the other calves by butting heads and trying to mount them. A small buck dear with antlers shorter than his ears and still sporting spots on his coat appeared from the brush. The buck headed straight for the trough but the bull calf intercepted the buck and forced it back into the brush.

The little buck appeared awhile later from a different direction and went to the water hole. The black calf did not see the buck until the it had gotten to the water's edge and began to drink. Now the bow hunting story gets better. The black calf saw the little intruder and charged the buck. The calf butted the buck in the rear end as it drank. The startled buck leaped forward and landed in the middle of the water hole. The hole was too deep for the deer to touch bottom so it momentarily disappeared from sight.

After a second or so the little buck's head broke the surface and it swam toward me and away from the black calf. The buck struggled up the bank and shook off the water like a dog only 5 yards from my blind. The buck looked back at the black calf that was pawing the ground as if to say "git" so the little buck took off into the forest.

Black Bull Calf Vs. Mamma and Baby Moose

I thought that was an ok bow hunting story, but what happened next really made my day. A few minutes after the little buck left, a cow moose and her calf broke into the clearing around the water hole. I did not think that the black calf would challenge a moose. I was wrong.

The black calf took a run at the mamma moose and the moose gave way and headed up the trail away from the water. The moose calf, seeing mamma take off, also turned and fled. The problem was that the moose calf went a different direction than mamma moose. Now the black calf was between the mamma and the baby moose. Everyone knows that getting between a mamma and baby anything is a no no.

I felt like the bow hunting story was about to end tragically for the black calf, but now for the rest of the story as Paul Harvey would say. As the mamma moose turned to come to the aid of her calf, the black bull calf charged the mamma moose and low and behold, the mamma moose blinked. The mamma moose turned away and left the area. The poor baby moose, was then the target of the little black calf. The moose calf was chased by the black calf up the mountain for about 50 yards.

I guess the mamma and baby moose had a plan because they could be seen together higher up the mountain later that day. I am not making this up. It happened just this way. A good bow hunting story must be lived, not made up.

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