Boone & Crockett Canadian Moose

Prologue:  I do remember the day I recieved the picture of dad sitting on the Moose, I just happen to be in Vietnam.  What a surprise, as I did not even know that he was going on such a hunt!  A bit jealous I was at the time.   I finally got to see the Moose up close on a wall in my parents home in Portland!  Cobra

 

This is my story of one of the greatest hunts that I have ever been on!  It has been some 43 years since the hunt into the Wilderness of British Columbia, Canada!  Though I might not remember every detail and I hate to type, I have given you the joust of the hunt through this day by day hunt story!   William Lee Biggs

 

Day 1

The first day in Canada at Fort St. John!  It took 3 days of driving coming from Portland, Oregon.  It was a beautiful drive and very enlightening trip with the sighting of lots of game along the way. Today I met up with the Head Guide “John” and the first question after shaking hands was “what do you weight?”  He had a small plane, said it “it will be a little bit of wait, as we have to clear the highway of traffic so we can takeoff.”  I said “OK” the take-off went off without a hitch and we were in the air for about 40 minutes when the pilot said “grab the stick; I need to read my mail.”  So I said “OK” and was in total control of the plane as we flew over the Rocky Mountains.

 

What a sight with all the game moving around on the ground below.  As the pilot was getting ready to land on the isolated airstrip, there was a big Bull Moose on the landing strip.  He moved off pretty quickly and once landed, all the guides were waiting for 4 hunters at the High Camp.

My hunting partners from Portland, Oregon (John Bay – Fred Bay News) went to the Lower Camp.  My choice to go to the High Camp turned out to be the correct choice on this hunt of a lifetime.

“It was my last time seeing any humans, no roads, only game and trails!”  So I thought!

Day 2

More information:  We gatherer up our horses and started the new day and John (Guide) asked me “how big of Moose do want?” I said “the biggest one you have tied up to a tree!”  Anyway I wanted a big Moose and John said “I can do that.”  We passed up many bulls for about a week and walked many a mile and road horseback on ground that only game had been on.  We never saw a deer or an elk during the whole trip, only Wolves, Moose, Sheep, Goats and Caribou!

Day 3

Up at 0700 daily to eat breakfast before the hunt and lucky enough to have a Pro Cook whose name is Luther Boy and what a cook he is, making sure we have a great lunch while out in the field in the Rocky Mountains of Canada.   Around 0900 daily is the times we start are hunts every day.  We are now back on the trail and we see a lot of Moose, but all are small.  John gives the thumbs down on all of them.  While on the trail the horses stopped dead, the Head ‘John” Guide said “Stop” it was a Wolverine crossing our path and they are meaner than “Hell Nasty Critter.”

Day 4

This is a resting day, as we have covered a lot of ground the first few days of the hunt.  We felt we had plenty of time to find game on this long hunt.

John looks up and says “we may have weather moving in” “Snow! Hell its August and the next thing we have 2 feet of snow.  Built a big fire and spent most of the day talking.  I asked John “what happens if a man gets sick?” He said “if you’re lucky they put you on a plane, if the weather is flying weather” a lot of ifs, and we didn’t talk about it again.

Later in the day the snow has melted and I look up from the campfire and in rides an Indian with two (2) hunters.  They were in a Spike Camp up in the High Country.  Ok! Two (2) Hunters, Two (2) Pack Horses, Two (2) Heads, Two (2) Capes and lots of meat.  The heads were two record class Stone Sheep.

Nothing eventful, other than Luther telling us we are going to have fresh fish, as he had caught two (2) big trout from the lake next to our camp.  Now that was a meal to remember!

Ok! It was a big day for me and the guide to see some Sheep that had been harvested, the thought of being stuck in the snow for a while…

P.S. Also only the Healthy Hunter is allowed on this hunt (Sheep)!  So the next day we would be back in the saddle for another hunt!

John said, “Hell how do you feel like going up into the High Country, you’ll see the Goats and Sheep up close.”  “I am all in for that trip!”

 

Day 5

It is now Friday morning and what a beautiful day it is; the horses are ready to move on.  John said, “We are going into a new area today up high” “Ok! Let’s do it” We road all morning and came up on a big flat area in between ranges; all of a sudden I see something in the flat, “John what hell is that?” He said, “A bear made a kill here, they move all around letting everybody know this is my area, stay out”, so we moved on!

The rifle I have is Remington Model 700 with custom hand loads in 7MM Remington Mag with 175gr. bullet.  It could take down anything that I wanted to kill with it.  Great flat shooting and hard hitting round.

Looking up the hillside, John puts his arms up and tells me to “STOP”, then the thumb goes up, “ Biggest Moose I have ever seen in these parts” John says!  Off the horses quickly and John tied up the horses.

 

I am quick to find a down tree, so I have something to lean on and get a steady shot off.  The monstrous Bull is at 350 – 400 yards uphill.   I shot three (3) times at the broadside bull and he dropped like a log.  All three (3) had hit within inches of each other.  I learned a long time ago, keep shooting until they fall over.  Nothing worst chasing a 1500lb animal in heavy cover and in bear country.

John says, “Reload your rifle; we may not be alone here!”

“Now the work starts”

During the night a bear came in worked over the front quarters of the Moose, yet we were able to get the rest of the meat out in the next couple of days.

Conclusion:

My hunting party that came on the trip with me, that had decided to hunt in the lower camp both got their Mini Moose with little racks.  They were most impressed with the big one and wished they had gone the distance on a tougher hunt.

On the way back to the plane, I did take a nice Caribou and was thankful for that harvest also!

This Canadian Moose was the largest that had been taken from the area in many years and the largest that the guide had ever seen taken.

The Canadian Moose scored over 290, and was in full velvet, only wished I had had him scored sooner.  It now hangs in the home of my past brother-law in Oregon City; fitting that is a Log Home that one of his sons’ now lives in.

A total of 7 days of hard work on a 15 day hunt, the chance to see game in quantity and drink water next to your horse from a stream or lake!

BILL BIGGS HUNTER