Day 12 & 13
Aug 18 / Day 12:
We had requested a one day earlier pickup via sat. We spend the day socializing with our neighbors at the airstrip, cooking up mutton and bou over a fire, and sipping box wine before we turn back in for the night. The weather was too bad to get a ride out today...
Day 11
Aug 17 / Day 11:
After staying up late last night visiting with some of the other sheephunters at the airstrip, I decided to sleep in the following morning. Greg, however was up and at it early. When I finally did get up, there was no Greg to be found. His gun and binos were gone...
Day 10
Aug 16 / Day 10:
Greg decides we have hunted the drainage hard enough. We noticed other people moving through the drainage and he is ready to cut his losses on sheep and hunt caribou. We pack up camp, head down to the meat/horn cache and load up the packs heavy and head back to the...
Day 9
Aug 15 / Day 9:
Greg and I head off to try and find him a ram. He wants to climb to the ridge top and walk all the way back to the headwaters. So we do. We find one ram that was close, but was shy of fullcurl and only 7 years old. No dice.
The scope eye is healing up well
Day 7 & 8
Aug 13 / Day 7:
Today is Friday the 13th. Rain rain go away...yatta yatta yatta. Hunkered down in the tent. Read "Of Mice and Men" and played a few rounds of rummy.
Aug 14 / Day 8:
Jumped out of the sleeping bag and started turning lips, eyes, mouth and ears on the sheep cape...