Rifle season was not a slam dunk either. The warm weather and EXTREME hunting pressure drove the moose deep in the bush. Once we got first snow, I was able to track a few bulls down, but for various reasons, I didn't drop the hammer. I was starting to get nervous I would not fill my moose tag. I really wanted to try out my new 338 RUM, and was ready to drop my standards from the 55"+ goal. I did see 1 that was in that class, but was not presented an opportunity. Later in the rifle season I found that monster again. No permission on that land. I did obtain permission- but didn't see him again on that property. I knew where he was living, but he wasn't moving much and was in a safe area. In the end- literally in the last two hours I had to hunt moose in 2015, I closed the deal on this guy. He'll do!!