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WAYNE "Biggie" HOFFMANOn Tuesday we came around the bend in the road to see a 40" bull standing there. While he was decideding whether or not to take on the truck, I dropped down into the woods to sneak up on him. I don't sneak as well as I used to and he turned and walked off into the bush. I was dying to go up in there after him and after a half hour or so, I talked Paul into heading up the ridge to see why he''d gone up there. Had to be a reason right? Topped out and headed west towards a clearcut when we came across a skidder trail that had 2 big fresh (That means they stunk really bad) wallows. Our bull had obviously just been there. Paul had a bottle of cow urine in his pack and he sprayed the wallows down. As we went down the hill on the skidder trail we sprayed it all the way down to the road and as we suspected, came out right where he'd gone in earlier. So.........figuring this was his "route" we went on and hunted elsewhere, hoping he'd Guess what? We were right! Or so we thought.....!!! Read more... |
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STEPHEN LEFFLERWe saw the bull crossing a clearing and started to move towards him. Eldon was wearing a black sweat shirt and had fake horns made from old moose scapula. As soon as the moose saw us it began to rub the brush. When he put his head down we quickly moved closer. Within seconds we were |
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TODD GREGORYEldon crouched behind the one dimensional cow moose decoy in the open timber cut having just issued his best "come hither" lonely cow call. The huge bodied bull responded immediately, closing the distance, grunting, to stop 15 yards from Eldon who was trying to get small behind the decoy. I was kneeling 10 yards closer to the bull, caught in the open by the suddenness of the moose’ response. The bull stood head on, calming munching raspberry leaves while deliberating his decision. Up in the woodline, 100 yards away, the real cow he had walked away from moaned incessantly. Deciding to return to his first love, the bull turned slowly as I drew my longbow and buried an arrow to the fletches in his lungs. Initially lunging away, Eldon called again and brought the bull up short where, in seconds, he wobbled and fell. So ended my Maine moose hunt on the last afternoon of a week of pursuit of Canadian moose with Eldon Jandreau and the other guides of Hunters Point Guide Service. I had hunted fall bear with Eldon for 10 years and in 2009, was able to finally make my moose hunt a reality. I wasn’t prepared for the number of moose we saw - about 60 in the week with approximately 3/4 of those bulls of various age classes. The September hardwoods were in full color and by additionally canoeing streams and beaver ponds, we basked in autumn color while anticipating that trophy bull around every bend. As a traditional archery hunter himself, Eldon knows the special needs of the bowhunter and works tirelessly to give the best experience possible whether the quarry is bear or moose. I can’t recommend his service enough and would be happy to speak with anyone interested my weeks experiences in the North Maine Woods. |
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