Back to it.
4am arrived and the wake up salutation delivered. No sweat getting ready as all I had to do was throw on my boots. I slept and lived in my hunting gear the whole trip.
A quick hot breakfast of pancakes, SPAM and an omelette w/ coffee and it was go time.
There were 7 of us in the hunting party.
Me and my buddy Erik, Chyangba the head guide and Baran the assistant guide who farm in the off season. Big Mon the porter, a parks officer who "certifies" the hunt and a guy who carried lunch.
First order of business was the 2000' climb to the hunting area the guides wanted to explore. Quite a wake up! Baran lives in the region and knows these mountains like the back of his hand. They got us up the mountain as quickly as we could tolerate. They were careful not to blow us up in the ascent. It took us a bit under two hours to reach the hunt area at about 15,500ft.
My buddy Erik was responsible for tech.
He kept the In Reach and Sat phone during the hunt. The above image depicted our daily ascent to the hunt area. Here's what it looked like when we arrived.
We came over the far ridge by the mountain lake. This was one of the improvised shelters found throughout the preserve. Our guides were expert at spotting sheep which are as difficult to find as their desert counterparts in this environment.
It didn't take long to find a band of sheep with three potential shooters in the mix of ewes, kids and young'uns.
They were far off feeding in a bowl. This hunt was run and gun the whole time. There weren't extended sessions glassing as all rams are "legal".
These guys made it happen with "donated" Vortex binos, although Chyangba had some vintage Leica 15's. Their Bushnell spotting scope was of similar vintage. That said, these guys made it work.
Mahesh and his crew have a high standard as to what they'll pursue. Basically it's the same standard that any good North American outfitter insists upon for mature rams.
I had full confidence that I wouldn't be urged to take a sub-standard animal by my non English speaking guide.
Language was a barrier. The guy from the parks department did serve as an interpreter when needed which was helpful. Off we went to get a closer look a trio of potential rams.
This is another of my favorite shots of the trip. As Dukxdog mentioned in his post, these guys don't allow you to carry anything. They just want you to get your carcass up the mountain and not fall off of it!
Here we see Chyangba and Baran keeping an eye on the sheep we were pursuing.
You'll also note nearly all these photos are when we are sitting still. I was too busy living up to the "don't fall off the mountain" part of the deal.
I'll keep chipping...