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Hunting Roosevelt Elk in Western Oregon
The thing that defined the new truck experience for me was the hunt, in February, when dad and I drove to western Oregon on a hunt for Roosevelt elk.
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A Teenager’s Eastern Oregon Trifecta
Camden Hammer, attempts to pull of the trifecta of bagging an antelope, a deer, and and elk.
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Eastside: Easy-draw Elk Hunts
Three October muzzleloader elk season options: Paulina-East Fork Rock, East Grant, High Desert
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Elk Tracks on a Beaver Dam
One of the best strategies, once a herd is located and patterned, is to sit in one good spot. Perhaps in a feeding area. Perhaps along an escape route where elk go when hunters move them.
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Into the Wilderness for a Backcountry Bull
Fifty-some years ago the USMC turned Russ Barkman into a lean, mean fighting machine. Now, not as lean, not as mean, but still a Marine, 71-year-old Barkman wanted to hunt elk in the wilderness. His neighbor and friend, Karl Findling, would help. Growing up in Michigan, Barkman didn’t hunt elk until he moved to Oregon…
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Ten biggest elk hunting mistakes
You may wonder what my qualifications are for writing about elk hunting mistakes. “What makes you think you’re so smart?” you may ask. Well, I hunted nine seasons before I tagged my first elk. Nine years of blown chances, and missed opportunities make me the expert. Plus, I’ve hunted with some of the other masters…
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Elk Hunts in Lewis and Clark Country
They consumed meat, cornmeal, berries, nuts, roots and whatever else they could find. Along the Missouri, they hunted game. On the Columbia, they swapped for salmon. According to Stephen E. Ambrose, in his book Undaunted Courage, each soldier in the Lewis and Clark expedition ate up to nine pounds of meat per day. 33 people…
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New Hunts for Oregon’s Blackpowder Bulls
This fall, a few of Oregon’s muzzleloader hunters will grab their long-barreled rifles and sling their ‘possibles’ bags in pursuit of elk along the south coast.
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Topographic Maps can Help Bow Hunters Find Their Way to Game
I crouched behind a stand of small firs waiting for the herd to come through. The elk had seen me and stopped, whirling to run back through the trees. Anticipating their next move, I had run down the trail to watch a clearing.
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Elk Hunting Excitement Keeps Bowhunters Coming Back
We pedaled up the mountain, bows in racks on our handlebars, the afternoon sun in our eyes. Dave showed me where the elk had crossed the road that morning. Stashing our two-wheeled steeds under some trees, we set off up the hill. We walked up a range cattle trail, billowing dust clouds at every step,…

