August 19 (Day 9, back to base camp)
We were all up early, enjoying another hardy breakfast, thanks to Jesse. I inquire of Riley the best place to locate a jumbo caribou in this weather. He paused, "Wish I knew. You couldn't ask for worse caribou weather in late Augusts."
The answer was no...
August 18th (Hunting Day 8)
Andy, Jason, and Marcus rolled in at 1am. I was well into nightmare #2 when Jesse got up and warmed their dinner that was the last of my sheep backstraps and tenderloin.
I awoke to see a massive ram on our tent floor. I stayed in bed longer than normal, wanting...
August 17th (Hunting Day #7, Part 2)
As I said, this will be mostly pictures. Marcus' excellent work shouldn't be spoiled with my rambling.
Summary is this. They climbed up to the spot where yesterday's encounter happened. It was a steep grade, but Andy seemed even more determined with only...
August 17 (Hunting Day #7, Part 1)
With the fiasco of the day prior, everyone was a bit struck as to what kind of luck we'd encounter today. Breakfast and coffee was ready by 6:30. Given how late they got in, those guys had to be exhausted, though you wouldn't know it by their enthusiasm for a...
August 16 (Hunting Day #6, post-script)
Before going to bed we all agreed that with the long delay in the guys returning big things must have happened. And we were right. Just a bit different than I ever expected.
Andy, Marcus, and Jason got back after midnight. When Marcus entered the tent...
August 16 (Hunting Day #6)
Up around 6:30. The horses were giving Ty a hard go of it as he tried to wrangle them this morning. Laying in the tent it sounded like a horse race going on. Eventually he got them, but when I rolled out for breakfast, it looked like Ty had run a marathon.
Riley got...
August 15 (Hunting Day #5)
Up at 6:30. Breakfast at 7am. Still no word from the guys out in Camp Desolation. Hope they give us a good report today.
I'm excited for a day of caribou hunting. Forecast is for hot weather, which is not good for caribou sporting their thick hide. Riley tells me it...
August 14 (Hunting Day #4)
Up for breakfast at the normal time. French toast and pork bellies.
Plan is to take Andy, Marcus, and Jason to Desolation Camp where they will spike for two nights. This camp known as Desolation is a four hour horse back ride into some really cool country. Country...
August 13 (Hunting Day #3)
Having rolled in the night before at 8:30 and it being 11:00pm before we finished dinner, unloaded packs, hung meat, and told or re-told stories of the day, it was harder to get up as early as the previous two days. Add in the pelting rain and I was thinking of...
Taking Mrs. Fin for here morning coffee. Eight days of hunting yet to write about when I return. One more sheep tag, two caribou tags, and four wolf tags yet to fill.
Hope I can wrap it up today.
If ever I’ve felt I was hunting in the Pleistocene, it was this trip. I wouldn’t have been...
August 12 (Hunting Day #2, Part 4)
About half way through the skinning the rain stopped. A few minutes later and the sun burst through. My first unclouded look at this country from above. Stunning, simply stunning; beyond words.
Marcus siezed this rare combination of light and landscapes to...
August 12 (Hunting Day #2, Part 3)
From above, Andy and I marveled at how these guys did this. Marcus joined us for the “scree skiing” down a chute far enough aside so we any rocks we displaced wouldn’t endanger the crew moving the ram.
Everyone got to this flat perch with far more ease than...
August 12 (Hunting Day #2, Part 2)
Another half hour passes I see Jason sneaking back to our position. Riley climbs a small bit to meet him. They talk for a few minutes. With rain pelting the hood of my rain gear, I'm not sure of their conversation. I see hand gestures and it looks like they...
August 12 (Hunting Day #2, Part 1)
Once again, the morning wake up was the bells and hooves of horses being rounded up. The rain had pelted the tent pretty hard last night. When I woke I could see the wall tent roof drooping near the eaves, where the tarp over the tent had retained many gallons...
August 11th (Hunting Day #1)
Given the sun didn't really set last night, rather started to dim around 11pm, daylight had been present for a couple hours before I was rousted by the sounds of hobbled horses being rounded up by Ty. He would get up around 5am, look for where the horses fed that...
August 10th (ride in day)
Once the horses were loaded, it became apparent why the guides and wrangler wanted them in a certain order. So long as they were confined by a corridor of trees along the trail they stayed in that trailing order, even without being tethered to each other. Yet, once we...
Just walked in the door. Marcus high-graded and edited 275 of his 6,000 images from the trip. Sorry for the cell phone pics in the first post.
Gotta get dinner with Mrs. Fin. A few images from Marcus until I start telling the story in details.
Riley, my guide for the trip, getting horses...
Just landed in Yellowknife. Been off grid since August 9. Part of me wishes I was still there. Will post a story when I drive home from Edmonton (if I get there).
The images and footage Marcus captured are the best we’ve ever captured. The sweepstakes winner was an A+ great guy to spend camp...