You won't be reading about me opening up a special envelope from Montana's FWP revealing that I had drawn a coveted limited entry elk tag. Nor will you read about me hunting un-pressured elk on private land. Nope, not in this article. I hunted public land on a general Montana elk tag. I knew the odds were against me cutting my tag, however, I felt like the luckiest guy in the world because it was September in the mountains and I was in the middle of it.