Been a while since I wrote here, but figured now is the time. We moved to Utah in September 2018, but due to my father taking ill and my sister couldn't handle it by herself, we headed back to Sweden in June 2019. Still in Sweden, but planning to move back to the US, probably Boise, ID this time.
Anyways, in September/October 2019, I managed to take down my second moose, this time a younger cow. Nothing special, but thought I'd share a picture of my prey and our hunting dog we used. The hunting here works like this, we hunt in groups/teams, our team is about 12-13 people, mostly family. Most of us will go and sit in stands while 1 or 2 are hunting with the dog. The dog is let off leash, to track and find moose. The best scenario is, the dog will find the moose, bark and keep it busy, while the hunter can sneak onto it, and then take the shot.
Doesn't work every time because the moose runs. With my moose, that's what happened.
I had just made it to my stand, took my backpack off and was heading up to my stand. The ladder was broken so I was going to climb up. As I was reaching for grip, the dog started barking not too far from me. So forget about trying to climb, I took my rifle and walk out on the marsh a few meters, maybe 10-15.
The dog keeps barking and soon I can hear the moose running so I get ready. She comes out in the opening, I can't see the dog, which is good. Take one shot, missed.
Lucky me, there's another opening and I take another shot and looks like a hit.
A few minutes go by, and I hear the dog barking in the direction the moose ran by me. I call on the radio (we use walkie-talkies kind of
) to see where the dog handler is, he is far away, he had dropped something. So I say that I'm going to go check it out and finish off the moose if I need to.
Take a loop around to get the wind against me and slowly walk toward the barking dog. I get there and am ready to fire off, but the moose is dead!
Completely missed the first shot, but the second took her down perfectly, no meat damage and everything was well. We gutted her there, and got her back to our village for skinning and getting the filet's out for dinner.
In the picture you can see the moose and the dog, a beautiful bitch by the name of Vera. Friendly but she can be fierce to other dogs.
Hopefully I'll be back in the US soon and be able to go on a backcountry hunt in the mountains one day!