It was a long and rough hunt. If you've never been to this part of NM, the Gila mountains, and seen it for yourself, well I just don't have the photographic skills to give you an idea for what you're up against. My first big hike there was nine LINEAR miles, as measured by my GPS, but with all the ups and downs of the ridges, hills, valleys...it had to be way more actual "mileage" than that. It took me ten hours to do and the last two hours were in the dark.
During the trip I gave it my all, heard bull vocalizations, some as freakishly close as maybe 75-100 yards away from my tent in the middle of the night and once at a water hole at last light, but he just wouldn't step out while there was still shooting light...
Long story short, not only did I not bring home a bull, I never saw a bull.
No one is more disappointed than myself, but at the same time, I took away experiences that were all new to me as well.
I've never camped out alone in the wilderness for that long...I've never gone without a shower for ten days (the aroma's are unique!@ lol) I've never been charged by Javelina's...they're aggressive! and I've never had a dozen cow elk walk within 35 yards of me and not notice me...
The biggest highlight were the personal ones. The people from this community that wished me well, and who tried to help the helpless, lol.
You guys were great.
To Geno and his family...First of all, he is real, not a computer created entity that just lives in the online community. I have to thank him as well as his cousin and daughter for not only hosting me in their camp for an afternoon, but for feeding me some REAL FOOD, lol. Mt House and MRE's are find for a few days, but by then I'd been eating not but those for going on 5 days, and was dying for something REAL!
Since his daughter was already tagged out, he even took me out for an evening hunt on day 2, but of course my bad luck is contagious so I couldn't even get a bull to show for the man himself.
Then there was Dave...I don't want to out him here because, to be frank, he was SOooo helpful, I don't want folks to bug him for help, lol. He was so very encouraging. He texted me often, to see how my success was going, then to offer suggestions and new ideas.. A genuine stand up guy.
So to all those that were rooting for me, I appreciated it, but as a first time bull hunter, doing it solo, I knew I was in for an uphill climb.
When I walked back into camp after sundown on day five, needless to say, I was pretty despondent...I really felt like I had put in my best, honest effort...I'd climbed to the LITERAL top of Corner Mt and hunted along it's north face, I'd hiked to ever back hole I thought worthy, I'd built up blisters, popped and drained them, and built new ones up...I lost 15 lbs in that ten days up in the Gila...not that I didn't have the weight to lose, but I mention it to show I was putting in the work, so it felt pretty sickening to not get the desired result. That night my attitude was sort of like..."**** this place...." But the next day I told myself to quit being a little *****....and I'm determined that 16a will stay at the top of my list as long as I'm applying for elk in NM....
Maybe I'll draw a tag next year and have another opportunity..
What I'm learning about hunting, is that your reward may not always be what you went after...you may bring home something just as valuable that you never intended on seeking in the first place...