Idaho record bull elk

[wiperhunter2]

I just saw this post. I rarely look at anything but the fishing stuff. But I had to respond because I used to be so close to Rulon and his whole family. I first saw the dad Larry Jones and oldest boy Richard when I was in Jr. High school. They brought a hunting movie called "The Great Call Of The Wild" to Roy Jr. High, my school. The absolute best school assembly I remember as a kid. Then after I graduated from High school I started working for a Machine shop in the Freeport Center called Murdock. And I met Jimmy Jones there. He had just graduated from Weber High. And that fall I won the big buck contest at work with a 32 inch 7 points on one side and eight on the other buck. And me and Jimmy became best friends. I watched Rulon play high school basketball and football. And me and Jimmy seen as many of his College games as we could. I became great friends with Richard and dad Larry and their mom treated me like family also. I was at Rulon and Kathy's wedding and I went to Denver and stayed with Rulon at his house and seen him play a Monday night football game. (to be cont.)

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And when Rulon retired from football and bought the Broadmouth property I helped him, Guiding when needed but mostly guarding his property from trespassers and hauling all the deer out on horses. Mostly his hunters were paying to hunt with him then.
And strangely I had already moved to Blackfoot when I found out Rulon had bought the land here.
I'm the best elk bugler and cow caller that I have ever hunted with. So of course Rulon asked me to work for him, and at first I agreed. I got certified with red cross training to be a guide. But I just couldn't bring myself to do that high fence thing. Stuff like: Hiking the hunter all over the mountain for two days where there are no Elk and on the third day take him to the elk. So phony. So they can say " It might have been a fenced area, but we had to work our buts off."  And after we get them a nice bull, get the hunter back to the lodge, and get the meat to a butcher, we have to go back in, in the middle of the night, and haul the gut pile out of the high fence area. And other deceitful things that I just couldn't do.

Wow Randy, that is a great Rest of the story report there. Very cool that you were friends with that family but too bad about the deceitful hunting practice, do they still do that on their property?