So Dad and myself got home from our Alaska trip and things have finally settled down enough for me to give you guys an update. The hunt was a 14 day multi species hunt. We were after Dall sheep, moose, and Grizzly bear. This trip was amazing even if I came home empty. Yes you read that right, I was unsuccessful in taking anything. The weather during my sheep hunt was bad, real bad. I had nine days of rain, snow, fog, and high winds. It seemed like the only time that we would get a break in the weather was when we would hike across the glacier to a new spot, and then the weather would roll right back in. We did seen round 60 rams but only four that where shooters. I was never able to get into a position to take a shot. The moose hunting was really tough as well. It was just to early in that area for the moose to move in and in turn we only saw a few bulls.
The country was some of the most intimidating and mentally challenging that I have ever been in. Hiking across the rock covered glacier and near vertical mountains only to find that the sheep had moved or spotted you, or that the ram you were headed for was and inch shy of legal after you had climbed 1800 vertical feet was heart wrenching. Sheep hunting gets in your blood. It is hard to explain how something that brings pain and anguish like this can make you crazy to go back. Dad was lucky enough to catch a six hour window of clear weather on his side of the mountain and took this nice ram at 128 yards.
