Autumn hunting for Alaskan elk: For elk alone

September this year turned out to be wonderful: the air temperature varies between 0 and 15 degrees Celsius. But high humidity (places are swampy here) and furious mosquitoes do not allow us to fully enjoy the warm weather.

During the rutting period, moose are hunted with the help of a semolina that reproduces the guttural call-up sounds of a male. In theory, everything is simple: blew into it – and the elk, irritated by the roar of a daring competitor, was right there. But life has its own laws. No matter how hard I tried, how many kilometers I walked, all to no avail! Continue reading →

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