This story begins with a handsome 5-point buck we decided to call Big Boy. We found him with his harem of girls just off the road in the park on Saturday afternoon. There was a one-year-old male in his herd that barely had fuzzy points for antlers. Big Boy kept trying to chase him off, and all the yearling wanted to do was nurse from
his mother. I was with Big Boy...you are too old to nurse, so go find your own herd! We watched Big Boy wander among his adoring fan club, sniffing noses and snuggling. I thought that was so sweet! After watching them for quite a while, we headed further in to the park. When it was time to head for home (at this point the sun was setting) we went back past the spot where the elk were before to see if they were still there. They were! So we watched for a while when I noticed Big Boy stretch out his neck like he was bugling. We rolled down the windows and sure enough, he was! Those elk make the coolest sounds! Then we heard an even lounder bugle coming from up the side of the mountain. Big Boy looked right at the spot and started charging up, both him and the other guy bugling the whole way. Now, at this time it's getting quite dark. But we were able to see Big Boy go about halfway up the mountain and start rubbing his antlers on a pine tree. We could see the tree shaking. Then we looked up the mountain and saw a cluster of pine trees with one of the trees
really shaking! Another loud bugle from the other guy. Then Big Boy turned around and walked down the mountain and across the road to his herd. We looked back and could see the other elk emerge from the trees. He was HUGE! Eight points, we think, and much bigger than Big Boy! We called him Bigger Boy.
He just sauntered on down and across the road to the herd, with his own harem following him. As he entered the first herd from the front, we saw Big Boy sneak out the back and away up the mountain. We felt so sorry for him! So, Bigger Boy won the herd with his impressive tree shaking. Since it was dark, we decided to come back early the next morning to see if he was still there. Sure enough, Bigger Boy was in the same spot with his newly-aquired herd of adoring females. Maybe not quite eight points, but very big! Big Boy and the yearling were nowhere to be seen. I've only seen stuff like that on Nature shows, and I thought it was really neat to be in the middle of one! I wish the boys would have crossed antlers. That would have been really neat. But still very cool. I love Yellowstone!
This story begins with a handsome 5-point buck we decided to call Big Boy. We found him with his harem of girls just off the road in the park on Saturday afternoon. There was a one-year-old male in his herd that barely had fuzzy points for antlers. Big Boy kept trying to chase him off, and all the yearling wanted to do was nurse from 
his mother. I was with Big Boy...you are too old to nurse, so go find your own herd! We watched Big Boy wander among his adoring fan club, sniffing noses and snuggling. I thought that was so sweet! After watching them for quite a while, we headed further in to the park. When it was time to head for home (at this point the sun was setting) we went back past the spot where the elk were before to see if they were still there. They were! So we watched for a while when I noticed Big Boy stretch out his neck like he was bugling. We rolled down the windows and sure enough, he was! Those elk make the coolest sounds! Then we heard an even lounder bugle coming from up the side of the mountain. Big Boy looked right at the spot and started charging up, both him and the other guy bugling the whole way. Now, at this time it's getting quite dark. But we were able to see Big Boy go about halfway up the mountain and start rubbing his antlers on a pine tree. We could see the tree shaking. Then we looked up the mountain and saw a cluster of pine trees with one of the trees really shaking! Another loud bugle from the other guy. Then Big Boy turned around and walked down the mountain and across the road to his herd. We looked back and could see the other elk emerge from the trees. He was HUGE! Eight points, we think, and much bigger than Big Boy! We called him Bigger Boy.
He just sauntered on down and across the road to the herd, with his own harem following him. As he entered the first herd from the front, we saw Big Boy sneak out the back and away up the mountain. We felt so sorry for him! So, Bigger Boy won the herd with his impressive tree shaking. Since it was dark, we decided to come back early the next morning to see if he was still there. Sure enough, Bigger Boy was in the same spot with his newly-aquired herd of adoring females. Maybe not quite eight points, but very big! Big Boy and the yearling were nowhere to be seen. I've only seen stuff like that on Nature shows, and I thought it was really neat to be in the middle of one! I wish the boys would have crossed antlers. That would have been really neat. But still very cool. I love Yellowstone!
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