Logan has a done a better job of laying out the pre-game than I could have. That means I just get to talk about the fun/after party.
I have been blessed to have been pretty successful with my harvests, but the actual animal on one of these excursion type hunts is actually far behind the experience. If I can live my outdoor life with the experiences of my bucket list even more than the animal, I’ll be more than happy.
As Logan stated, we spotted the bou off at 5-600 yards and realized we had to make a move. We were cooking a breakfast, and it resulted in us leaving the mountain house on the mountain. Sliding down the rock face, made me think that I'm older than I used to be, and the face planting might not be a best case. The actually shooting scene happened so fast, it wasn't even a thought. We got to a rock ledge and began setting up. I tossed Logan the rangefinder and they were already 350 and closing. I cranked 2 MOA on the scope. Logan said 273 and I shot the one on the left. Down he went. Shot was a little high but a quick finish ended mine. Dale and I were a little crossed up on the animals, as they switched places and we were both on the same animal. It ended up working out great, and he closed the deal on the other 3-4 secs later. Funs over...time to work.
I never had to clean and pack them out on my back before. That put into perspective how much I am not in shape. The muskeg you walk on in the tundra is 10 times worse than the rocky surfaces. It just drains the life out of you in 15 steps. I’ll have to keep that in mind for future endeavors.
Tuesday and Wednesday were filled with caping animals, vacuum packing the meat so we could fly it home, and some site seeing. I’ve never had to actually cape any animals 100%. Ive always taken big animals to a taxidermist or had someone else handle it. I was happy to give it a go on my on, but Dale volunteered his as the guinea pig. He wasn’t sure if he wanted a Euro, or a full shoulder. Honestly it couldn’t have gone any better. I’m glad I did it, so now it is always in the arsenal
If you are in North Pole Alaska at Santa’s House, you have to go in and see what he is saying about your kids. We thought about leaving a few reindeer hooves in the parking lot, but figured it would give us a bad wrap with the big man.
We also went into an ole dive bar that was named after a couple people on this site. Old lady with more stories than teeth, I probably contracted a venereal disease just by standing in the parking lot, and $5/beer, but ehh they have a funny sign and website. I was scared to try it out, but if someone wants to try, PM me and I’ll send it over. Also, I’d post pics of the road sign, but I’m not sure of this site’s position on crude humor exactly.
All in all, we couldn’t have asked for a better experience. We got to see Alaska, got to take a very nice animal, but most importantly were able to make lifelong friends in the process.
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Im sorry for not coming through sooner. The catching up at work and my son’s travel ball has made for longer days.