Outhunting
Lil-Rokslider
- Joined
- Feb 25, 2014
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I was hunting with Ultima Thule last September on their last hunt for Dall Sheep. We killed a beautiful 9 year old ram on the second day. They had offered me a great deal to add on a goat and it was way to early to come home so I jumped on it. My guide Jay and I got dropped off on what looked like Mars to me. Sparse vegetation and all red terrain, we walked a couple of miles and set up camp by a Glacier. The next morning we woke up to snow on the tent, had a quick oatmeal breakfast and some Starbucks Via's and then we walked into an area where Jay knew there where some goats and got on top of them. After watching them for an hour or so there was no denying which one I was going to take. I had 260 yard shot with my Tikka 7 Mag and when I shot the goat he lunged forward and it looked like I punched him where I wanted too but since he was on the other side of a ledge and he did not start tumbling down and the other goats where just hanging about we held tight. We were trying to figure out if maybe he just laid down and died and the others didn't know he was dead or what the heck happened so after about 10 minutes we started talking. A couple of Billies finally noticed us and wandered away but we still did not see my goat so we started over. Now this is the part that impressed me. We were going down this finger and we saw a Billy just feeding below us that had not wandered out and as we got to about 65 yards he looked at us and ran. Jay saw that he had blood on him and was definitely the one were after so I anchored him with the next shot. The impressive part is how tough this animal was. When we broke him down we recovered a bullet that had went through his paunch and lodged against his hide on the other side. Shot through the gut and kept on feeding! Wow! The second shot was devastating with massive trauma, so down for good. Of course everywhere we hunted looked like a hole and with me carrying out the Cape and some of the meat and Jay with the majority of the meat that was one hole I glad to get out of! Those Wrangell mountains were tough for me and I was glad that the outfitter insisted on me wearing plactics as we were in some stuff I was not real comfortable with and think they made a difference. Great hunt!