ashersdad
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Well, after 6 hours the rams got up and started feeding. Luckily they came closer to us and when they went behind a small ridge we were able to cut the distance to less than 300 yards. They had no idea we were there and it was shaping up to get interesting. As they fed towards us, the guides were 99.9% sure one of the other rams was 8 and 1/2 years old but it was just too close to call. So it looked like this would be my shot.
The rams fed into some willows and we got set up. First one of the smaller rams fed out. Then, out came the full curl ram. As I aimed the smaller ram stepped in front of him. Then the full curl went back into the willows. More waiting. Finally he stepped out. My guide told me when he turned broadside, to shoot.
Now I know there is no excuse but as I was sitting there waiting for the ram to turn broadside, I could feel a sharp shale rock sticking me in my butt. I had tried several times to reposition but this rock was determined to mess me up. Well, that's my excuse anyway, because my first shot was a complete miss as was my second shot. Luckily my third shot caught the ram right behind the shoulder and he took a couple steps and rolled about 30 yards down the hill.
His 4 buddies didn't know what to do whithout their leader. They stood around just above him for 20 minutes and finally went back to feeding. It was amazing. If there had been another legal ram, we would have had a double for sure. Sorry Justin.
As I walked up to this amazing animal, I had very mixed emotions. It is always difficult for me right after the kill. When it all comes together and you harvest that animal of your dreams, I always feel such respect and appreciation for the life of that animal. As I looked at this beautiful ram, I couldn't help but think of how long I had thought of this exact moment. This will be a moment I will never forget.
Here is me and my great guide Curtis.
The rams fed into some willows and we got set up. First one of the smaller rams fed out. Then, out came the full curl ram. As I aimed the smaller ram stepped in front of him. Then the full curl went back into the willows. More waiting. Finally he stepped out. My guide told me when he turned broadside, to shoot.
Now I know there is no excuse but as I was sitting there waiting for the ram to turn broadside, I could feel a sharp shale rock sticking me in my butt. I had tried several times to reposition but this rock was determined to mess me up. Well, that's my excuse anyway, because my first shot was a complete miss as was my second shot. Luckily my third shot caught the ram right behind the shoulder and he took a couple steps and rolled about 30 yards down the hill.
His 4 buddies didn't know what to do whithout their leader. They stood around just above him for 20 minutes and finally went back to feeding. It was amazing. If there had been another legal ram, we would have had a double for sure. Sorry Justin.
As I walked up to this amazing animal, I had very mixed emotions. It is always difficult for me right after the kill. When it all comes together and you harvest that animal of your dreams, I always feel such respect and appreciation for the life of that animal. As I looked at this beautiful ram, I couldn't help but think of how long I had thought of this exact moment. This will be a moment I will never forget.
Here is me and my great guide Curtis.
