SOMETHING ABOUT ELK

Fast forward a few years and, after somehow scraping my way through uni (a few too many hunting trips chasing tahr may have something to do with that), I set off for Canada to see if I could crack it as a hunting guide. In my first season I had the privilege of being part of successful Stone sheep, mountain goat, moose, Whitetail and even wolverine hunts, but at the end of that season, even though I had had a blast, I felt a little empty.

Elk (or Wapiti as we call them here in New Zealand) were not in my outfitters area, so I decided to move onto greener pastures and see if I could live that ten-year-old’s dream.

Luckily for me I had a few mates doing the same thing and one of them, Bruce, said there was a job vacancy where he was working, and that they had elk. That was to be my job for the second season and this time it was a full guided job… Sikanni