Well, it has been a good while since I've been on the ole' forum. I figured I should put up some sheep porn.
Went in for the opener with a buddy to help him get his first and hopefully punch my tag as well. I will not bore anyone with our pilot fiasco. Lets just say that as a resident of Alaska, you get put on the back burner when scheduling conflicts arise. With that said, I will more than likely never, ever, ever, ever, ever, pay a pilot to fly me anywhere after being bumped by a "reputable" pilot.
Anyways, enough complaining, especially since we got hooked up by Alaska Air Service with a last minute flight in. It wasn't the drainage I had planned to be in, but we were still in the mountains.
We did a lot of walking and glassing and didn't see a single sheep after 50 miles of walking. We saw a whole lot of caribou running the ridges though. Ended up blowing out of that drainage and spotted some lambs and ewes as we headed to a new drainage where we had seen a ram while we were playing sheep hunter on the top of a mountain. 15 miles later we were in the drainage where the rams were.
After we got his ram, we decided to blow out of there since it was so hot. Plus, the other ram with him was 4 years old at best, and the lack of sheep in the area made for tough hunting. We packed out to a new strip 7 miles away and headed for the barn.
His ram was 9 years old, 40" long and 13.5" bases. Not too shabby for his first sheep.
A couple weeks later I headed in solo and bagged a nice 9 year old double broomer with 13" bases. Got out in time to make it to the last day of the state fair with the family! You can't beat that!
Went in for the opener with a buddy to help him get his first and hopefully punch my tag as well. I will not bore anyone with our pilot fiasco. Lets just say that as a resident of Alaska, you get put on the back burner when scheduling conflicts arise. With that said, I will more than likely never, ever, ever, ever, ever, pay a pilot to fly me anywhere after being bumped by a "reputable" pilot.
Anyways, enough complaining, especially since we got hooked up by Alaska Air Service with a last minute flight in. It wasn't the drainage I had planned to be in, but we were still in the mountains.
We did a lot of walking and glassing and didn't see a single sheep after 50 miles of walking. We saw a whole lot of caribou running the ridges though. Ended up blowing out of that drainage and spotted some lambs and ewes as we headed to a new drainage where we had seen a ram while we were playing sheep hunter on the top of a mountain. 15 miles later we were in the drainage where the rams were.
After we got his ram, we decided to blow out of there since it was so hot. Plus, the other ram with him was 4 years old at best, and the lack of sheep in the area made for tough hunting. We packed out to a new strip 7 miles away and headed for the barn.
His ram was 9 years old, 40" long and 13.5" bases. Not too shabby for his first sheep.
A couple weeks later I headed in solo and bagged a nice 9 year old double broomer with 13" bases. Got out in time to make it to the last day of the state fair with the family! You can't beat that!
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