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2004 Grizzly Unit – Antelope & Pronghorn Hunt

Frank Jr.’s Oregon Grizzly Unit  Not a guaranteed kill!

Horse Heaven Area Antelope 2004

This particular hunt came about with wanting to hunt Antelope sooner than later again with a rifle, plus not waiting until we had 12 or more points for hunting old haunts from the past in S.E. Oregon.  My son Frank Jr. and I had 9 points saved up each.  This would be his first Antelope hunt as a shooter!  Getting very impatience with waiting for more points and looking out 4-6 years longer to hunt for Antelope maybe in the Wagontire, we decided since we had a couple of places to hunt in the Grizzly Unit in Oregon, that we would put in for the Grizzly Unit.  Past and present I have sent many hunters into the unit with very good success!

Permission to hunt Earl Smith’s Ranch was given to us by Earl for hunting on the properties that laid in the Grizzly Unit, one piece being the “Old Gomes Ranch” and the other land lay south of the Cold Camp of Hwy 218, which included the Maupin and Hasting Buttes.

We had found a great buck on the “Old Gomes Ranch” prior to the season and he would be our first choice to chase.  “Chase” Strange word with Pronghorn, as most of the time we like to ambush Lopes at water or crossings.  In the Grizzly Unit you will not find the waterholes that one would find in the S.E. part of Oregon, so spotting and working in on them is the normal in the Grizzly Unit.  We did not get to hunt the opener of the hunt coming in on Sunday late.  Little did we know that Earl forgot about us (this happened a lot) and he let a guide come onto the land and hunt the place with his client.  Having talked with the ranch foreman an old friend from the past, that particular hunt was very interesting to say the less.  The client had a number of buddies with him at the time.  It is hard to say who harvested the buck after all the shots that were taken with multiple rifles.  Scuttlebutt was that the guide finally had to finish the buck off as it was leaving the property boundary, but then again it is only scuttlebutt!  It did piss me off a lot on this one!

A little dog hunting with the Glock at Earl's

So the hunt had changed for the both us now.  This hunt was about Frankie getting his first Pronghorn in Oregon.   We would have to work old deer and elk haunts in the Grizzly Unit that carried a population of Antelope and put Earl’s places on the back burner.  We would work the area around Hay Creek as I had found a good buck over in B.L.M. area during another earlier scouting trip for deer.  There were the areas around Ashwood and the National Grasslands that we could concentrated on for Lopes also.  None of this worked out, even with all the glassing from observation points.   Water was scarce in these areas; the Lopes were not working the areas as expected.  We would work another area of the Grasslands later in the hunt!

A run into the Horse Heaven and Donnybrook area was warranted.   We found a couple of decent bucks that would be shooters for Frankie during the first day of the hunt, but light was fading.  The 2nd day of the hunt, Frankie got on a pretty good buck near Horse Heaven.  The wind was really blowing hard on the hill and the shot was at about 300 yards.  That was one lucky Antelope at that particular moment of the hunt in the Horse Heaven area outside of Donnybrook.

Later a number of good herds of Antelope were located in the Grasslands near Hwy 97, but all the bucks were small.  No mature bucks were hanging away from the herds that we spotted.  A little dishearten for me as I truly wanted to see a Big Buck. The Grizzly Unit had gone through a major poaching epidemic of Antelope, Deer and Elk some years back along the Hay Creek Ranch, Ashwood & Grizzly Mountain area.  The culprits (youth) were caught from what I understand (local rancher gossip) and given just punishment.

We finally took a run down into Clarno which is B.L.M., the Northeast boundary of the Grizzly Unit and were about to drop in on quads to get back into the basin about 3 miles were I knew some good bucks would be.  Just as we are unloading a lone hunter comes up to the road off of the well warn trail.  He told us he had not seen any Antelope and he had been in their whole day.  Hmm!  Here we have a long hunter that is working hard and walking in, who knows if he was getting into the area of the Lopes.  I did not want to just head off down the trail and over the knobs with him there.  He then told us he would be hunting back in there once he got some food, new socks and a little rest.  Disturbing his hunt was not in my nature!

A very good hunt for Frankie! Grizzly Unit Lope

Finally Mike T., the ranch foreman for Earl Smith is located out in the hay fields on a tractor, see what glassing gets you. Mike says go ahead and hit it hard in the two ranch sections in the Grizzly Unit, I saw a number of bucks earlier in the morning on those sections.  The hunts know starts to get pretty exciting for both of us. This hunt was for Frankie and I wanted to make sure he got his Lope.  Since I do most of the glassing in the field and Frankie can spot them with the naked eye on the road, I was able to find a buck up on top of a draw along a fence-line at about 1000 yards.  Since I could only see the horns of the Lope, I told Frankie he was about to do some hiking to move in on the buck.  It was now very hot in the late afternoon, so this hike was a bit laboring!

We are able to close the distance to about 150 yards with little cover at this time. The buck was not a monster or even a big buck, but Frankie said he still wanted to harvest the buck and get one under his belt (youth and the wait).  The buck started to move out, but Frankie now had a rest on a fence post on the side of the hill.  He made the shot from his Browning BLR 270 loaded with 130gr. Nolser Ballistic Tips. The shot hit the buck in the chest cavity, a bit high in the lung at an angle, I would see later on.  The buck staggers and drops, but then all of a sudden he is up and heading out full tilt through the sagebrush and not stopping until he was a more than about 1/2 mile out in the rocks and sage.  I forgot to tell Frankie to shot if they move!  Now the chase was on for us without actually chasing the buck.  Using cover and moving quickly we were able to get within about 275 yards.  To my surprise Frankie stands up without any cover or rest and shots offhand at the buck as he starts to run again.  The buck drops and never moves a lick after that.  I was quite happy that Frankie got a Lope on this hunt and he made the final shot that counted.

Frankie really liked the 270 BLR, now he has to shoot the 257 Weatherby in the future!

I never did see a buck that I would take on the rest of the hunt.  The Grizzly Unit is not an easy hunt, as most areas of the Grizzly Unit are walk in area.  Now if one can hunt some of the private lands that hold Lopes, it could be a much easier hunt. Would I hunt the Grizzly Unit again, yes I would.  Though I want to go back to another haunt with Lopes that is going to take 12 points or better to draw.  There is something about hunting the S.E. part of the state, that only one that has hunted it would realize what draws you to it!

 

Max’s N. Grizzly Unit – Cow Hunt

Max's First Elk at 14 years old in the Grizzly Unit of Oregon

As I have said before many people come into our lives.  In the outdoor world of hunting and fishing, I feel that we connect with the land and those that are part of the land…

For me there have been many Ranchers that I have come in contact in regards to hunting, especially in the state of Oregon…

In the 80’s. 90’s, 2000’s, much of my time was spent in Central Oregon mostly on the west side of the John Day River in pursuit of deer, elk and free ranging exotics.   Through the years one might become infamous or notorious in relationship of the owners of the rimrock, sage and junipers.   This past summer my son and I visited one of the ranchers that I have known through others, as well as how he knew me, yet we have never sat down and had a fireside chat…   During the 4 or so hours we spent in a tent on his property, setting life straight and becoming friends of the mind, a common bond was made.   Life is not easy for Ranchers, especially in the hostile land of the John Day River.

So the following was able to happen because of the gathering of the past summer!

Hi Frank-

“I found your website after sending you a private message on Ifish after you responded to my post about my son needing a place to hunt for cow elk in the North Grizzly Unit.  If you have any contacts that would be great the season ends on November 30 and I am running out of options.  Any help you could provide for a 14 year old kid would be greatly appreciated!”  Jeff

Being able to come up with an area and the Rancher’s phone number, Jeff was able to get permission to hunt on this land.  

 Hey Frank-“Look at what we found! Ha-Ha….

Great hunting experience for my son we put in a long stalk in on Saturday morning after putting the elk to bed Friday night. We ended up walking the rim rock all the way to the end. We crawled to the edge where my son touched one off from the top clear down to the bottom. He hit her in the back leg with a stiff wind coming from left to right, very tough shot!

 The Wind always blows in the area!

They took off running she was hurt yet still ran for an extended period.  We caught up to her a couple of times but she ran off before he could settle in to shoot.  I finally spotted her bed down in front of a tree at a high vantage point. This time we cut a limb off a tree after he missed twice so he could get a good shot.  He connected while she was laying down right in the neck and died immediately…  Took us all day to finally get her out with the use of a 4 wheeler but we were both still beat after coming in and out of that Canyon a couple of times!  Finished skinning her out then cut her in half and headed for home about 6PM last night.”

Great experience!

Hey Frank-Happy Black Friday!

We ended up on Dave’s property….he really took to the “kid” as he called him…..Ha-Ha.

He let us use his 4 wheeler to haul that thing out which really helped the cause!

He also enjoyed the whiskey, salmon, beer and tuna that I brought to him as Thanks.

Hell of a memory for a 14 yr old kid, made it even more special that we were able to do it together….

Thanks again for the connection, Max is very thankful and wanted me to say Thanks as well….

Oregon Grizzly Unit Archery Brill’s Bull Elk

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Dave’s Grizzly Unit Bull shot at 15 yards!

 “Frank you can’t shoot at the bull, you already have one out there somewhere.” Those were the words from an old hunting buddy Dave Brill, as we were calling in a dandy 5X5 bull on the Big Muddy.  We had hiked in about 2 miles from our base camp that Dave, Ben and myself had set-up in the middle of Smith’s Ranch.  We had plan to work a canyon that held a lot of elk just about anytime you ventured into it.  Ben had split off from Dave and me as traveled across the flat just before the canyon.  As we got close we could her a couple of bulls bugling down in the canyon.  It wasn’t long before we could see a large herd of elk and about 5 bulls wandering around with one doing all of the major calling.  I could also see the spike that I had taken a shot at the day before that the arrow had deflected off a tree and bounce across the bull’s back. 

You wonder why I would shoot at a spike; well that is a great question.  The spike had sabers that were are at least 40 inches long.  He would have look pretty good on the wall.  I had only seen one other bull that had horns like that and that bull had been taken by the old owner of All Sports in Portland, OR.  Anyway Dave and I decided to charge right in on the herd and split the bull from the cows.   It wasn’t more than about 10 minutes and we were sitting in the bottom of a dry creek bed with the cows to our back side and the bull in front of us in the Junipers.

I have always liked to be a smaller bull; Dave on the other hand along with Ben would always pretend that they were big bulls when calling.  I have had a great amount of success using Glen Berry calls, both diaphragms and bugles.  I have been using Glen’s call for more than 25 years. If you ever get the chance to talk to Glen or his son Chad at one of the Sportsman’s Shows, you’ll understand why I feel he has a great product for the average and experience hunter.  I have made many a deal with him via a handshake.  Go to Glen’s website and check-out his products! 
http://www.berrygamecalls.com/

Ok! Getting back to part of the story that I will give you today.  I start to do my typical cow and small bull calling.  It wasn’t long before the bull went into a rage, ripping up sage brush and grunting a lot.  The bull came right in on us, you could see his red eyes bulging and saliva dripping from his mouth.  He was not more than 20 yards from us.  I still went to draw as he was coming in, but my awkward sitting arrangement my arrow slipped from the rest.   Dave was at full draw and I wondered if he was ever going to take the shot, the bull was still coming in on us.  The bull would be on top of us soon.  Dave let the arrow fly at about 15 yards, almost missing the bull at that range he hit the bull high in the spine.  The bull is enraged but decides to turn and trot off down the canyon.  Not wanting to pack out the bull that is hurt and not able to run full tilt, I run across to the top of the creek ledge I made the decision to head the bull off and turn him back up the creek, so Dave can get another shot off and put the bull down.  I am able to catch the bull in about 300 yards and make him turn back up the creek.  The bull goes by Dave and he lets an arrow fly and again the bull is hit high in the spine.  The bull comes to the edge of a ledge above the creek and jumps, landing on top of an old corral, breaking through to the ground.  The bull was dead when he hit the ground.

Ben during this time period had been on the ridge above us watching everything unfold.  I believe his words went like the following:  “I thought maybe the Circus was in town with you two guys!” “I wish I had a video camera so I could sell it and make a million.”Charging in on the herd worked on this stalk, but it doesn’t always work which I found out later on the hunt.  The bull I thought I could charge in on, decided to work his way to the spot that I had originally called from… 

Sometimes one has to have patience when it comes elk hunting!  There is more to this story, but that will be a later time.

http://www.berrygamecalls.com/home.html

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Junior’s Grizzly Unit Elk Hunt – Antelope, OR

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Brian Henninger – PGA Tour Player – W/JR

“Dad, your crazy”   were the words that came from my son’s mouth on an elk hunt in the Grizzly Hunt Unit, in Oregon.  This all came about because I was pushing him too hard to get on a big bull that we had spotted earlier around 1300 from about a mile out.  Plus the fact that I had just passed up shooting one of three branch bulls that we come upon while making the stalk.  Jr. could not understand why dad would not shoot a bull broadside at 150 yards and just standing there for the longest time. (Real reason I was breathing so hard from walk up out of a draw, and being at a bad angle I could not get a clear shot)  We had caught this group of elk at surprise and they were bewildered for the most part.  I just let them walk off; we had a bigger fish to fry! 

On this elk hunt, I had my son, his friend Brandon and myself for the most part and we were hunting the breaks of the John Day River in the BLM.  I did have Mike an old  hunting partner in the immediate area, but he was hunting a another unit to the north this season.  The first day of the hunt we were socked in with fog. Visibility was about 300 yards, with no breaks in the weather. Spotted a number of dandy mule deer bucks, but elk were lacking.  On the second day we were still socked in with fog, but things were about to change.  My old buddy hunting the other unit had hiked up on top of the Buttes and gave a call on the Motorola, “bubba it’s clear at the Saddle”.  Ok! I thought we can work our way down into the “Saddle” above the river.  Then over the Motorola came call from someone else other than Mike, who said “Hey Frank where are you”!  Told Mike “go to alternate channel” now!  So we go to the alternate channel, not thinking that we would still get scanned as I was asking Mike “who was that”.  “Don’t know Bubba”.  Then all of a sudden the person came back on the new channel and said “Hey Frank you dummy, this is BHH”, then I replied “What you doing”, his reply was “were up here in the sun with at least 1/2 dozen bulls in the bino’s, how long before you guys can get up here”.  BHH was the early name that I would use with Brian Hennniner.  It wasn’t very long before we set out on a single 4X4 quad cross country from the BLM to get an opportunity to hunt the Smith Ranch. It did take two hours to go 7 1/2 miles uphill to get and his brother John who were hunting the Smith Ranch.  I had line Brian Henninger and his brother John Henninger up the year before to hunt the Smith Ranch for Elk and Deer. The temperature went from about 39 degrees at the river level to 68 degrees by the time we got to Brian.  Having arrived upon Brian (I really like to call him 257 Bad) and his brother John, they were busy glassing the hills for elk.  Brian said to me “Frank you glass long enough the hills come alive”.  How true that statement was, anyone that who takes hunting seriously, know that to find game effectively, you need to glass long and hard in open country hunting.  Within about 10 minutes I spot a extremely arge bull about a mile off up on a shallow swale, the hunt was on.

Brian Henninger does find the time to enjoy the outdoors during the off season from PGA Tour.  It is always a pleasure to talk about hunting with him.

 

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Dad W/JR’s Rocky Mtn. Bull – 340 Gross

Elk hunt in the Grizzly Unit “Big Muddy”

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It was about 12 Noon when we got back to the truck. Time to re-group, we would feel better after eating and changing socks back at camp. I told Mike & Ben “The next good bull I see I was going to take him.” Now that is positive thinking after such a slow morning… As I said earlier I was dozing off when Mike said “Elk”. We quickly parked the truck back down the road a few hundred yards from were we departed the gravel road to pursue the two bulls on foot. The ground distance was close to a mile and line of sight was about 1500 yards.  Mike, stayed back as Ben and I were out of the truck fast on foot with rifles and bino’s in hand.  Ben and I stayed together, stopping every hundred yards or so and glassed to see were the bulls were. The only bull we could see was a big blonde bull. Later we were to find out that the other bull had lain down on the uphill side of a big juniper, out of our sight.  Mike would have his chance later to harvest a 350+ plus bull on this hunt.  That is another story in itself!

This bull was shot at 50 feet after a long stalk. Bull was shot with a 340 Weatherby using a 210gr. Nosler Partition bullet. This area was known for having bulls only hanging in the shallow draws.  Ben took the other bull that was hanging with this bull as it was exiting the area over the ridge.

This bull now hangs in the Wholesale Sport Outdoor Outfitters (Old Sportsman’s Warehouse) in Portland, OR at 82nd Ave and Johnson Creek.