My 78 year old dad had the fortunate/unfortunate pleasure of coming out to go elk hunting with me last year. The fortunate part is of course he is still in good shape and healthy enough to spend a week in the mountains and we both enjoy every minute we get to hunt together. Well...the unfortunate part was he relied on me to go scouting for him. I had no clue where to go and ended up picking a spot that held elk but was a miserable bitch. I decided we would camp on top to keep from having to climb daily, but to get to the top meant climbing an avalanche chute and a couple THOUSAND feet elevation (hands and knees at times). Imagine otcwill without the glory and elk. Haha. My dad brought along a can of oxygen and took a couple hits on the way. It was amazing how fast he went from 100% fatigued and finished, to level breathing and ready to climb some more. The can takes up some room in your pack but is weightless. There\'s really no downside to carrying it and if you\'re a flatlander it can really help when you start huffing and puffing.
When I get on elk it always seems like it\'s a mad rush to a spot and that spot is usually up hill and about half way up I\'m ready to die. I\'m thinking a small, easily accessible can might make all the difference when seconds matter. Has anybody done anything along these lines?
When I get on elk it always seems like it\'s a mad rush to a spot and that spot is usually up hill and about half way up I\'m ready to die. I\'m thinking a small, easily accessible can might make all the difference when seconds matter. Has anybody done anything along these lines?
