Our huntbegan months ago. This past spring,we contacted biologists, the Ministry of Forests, pilots and outfitters. We knew we were going to hunt an area north of Nakina, Ontario. We were looking for specific areas with high moose densities and good food sources such as burns and high poplar bluffs. We also wanted to be in an area that was inaccessible to other hunters and people.
We picked two lakes, one with a 5,000 acre burn and one with fantastic moose habitat with high poplar bluffs, swamps and a river running east and west just south of the main lake. After more research, we decided not to hunt the burn as it was too young and the saplings had not grown tall enough to be substantial food for the moose.
Next we hired a pilot to fly us into this lake. The lake was roughly 1.5 miles across and 2 miles long. There was a long drainage at the east end and a long drainage at the west end that was very swampy. The only means of transportation would be our canoe.
We arrived at the sea base around 11am in the morning and were loaded on the plane and headed to camp by 12 o’clock. It’s approximately a 45 minute flight and the pilot was kind enough to fly over the area a couple of times to give us our bearings. We soon realized we made the right choice it was perfect moose habitat. We touched down at approximately 1pm quickly unloaded the plane and started our search for our campsite.No one had ever been on this lake before, so we also had to clear out our own campsite to set up our wall tent after a 14-hour drive and our flight.
It was just the two of us so we found a campsite, set up the tent and made camp. By 6pm we were settled in.
At this point, we had been up for 36 hours and just wanted to get a good night’s sleep. It was a perfect night for calling and couldn’t help trying. We decided to paddle across the lake and make a couple calls to set up for the morning.
Only 20 minutes after leaving camp, we made our first call. The bull responded immediately and was very close. My PSE bow was still in the canoe, as we weren’t really expecting to see or hear anything so chaos ensued.
I grabbed my scapula, used for calling, thrashed once and that really worked up the bull. He came in very aggressively, stiff legged and waving his large rack side-to-side raking trees. Once the bull cleared the brush, I put a perfect shot on him at 12 yards. The Toxic buried deep into his chest, he turned and attempted to charge us but the Toxic had already done it’s damage.The bull expired at only 7 yards. Our hunt was over less than 30 minutes from leaving camp the first time. I fell to my knees, exhausted from the travel and overwhelmed with emotions of the hunt coming together.
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-Steve & Jacquie Shore
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