Rancho Doljoca: Trophy Book - Kino Bay, Mexico

RANCHO DOLJOCA KINO BAY, MEXICO

LISTING AGENT: TYLER JACOBS 543 WILLIAM D. FITCH, STE 104 COLLEGE STATION, TEXAS 77845 P: 979.690.9933 M: 936.537.1749 TJACOBS@HALLANDHALL.COM

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RANCHO DOLJOCA KINO BAY, MEXICO

$6,500,000 | 40,893± ACRES

LISTING AGENT: TYLER JACOBS 543 WILLIAM D. FITCH, STE 104 COLLEGE STATION, TEXAS 77845 P: 979.690.9933 M: 936.537.1749 TJACOBS@HALLANDHALL.COM

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Our business began by cultivating long-term relationships built upon personal service and expert counsel. We have continued to grow today by being client-focused and results-oriented—because while it all starts with the land, we know it ends with you.

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TROPHY BOOK For the past 10 years, Rancho Doljoca has been regarded as a great and reliable producer of trophy sheep and desert mule deer. The ranch features some of the best game in the region, with many professional guides and outfitters that are experienced with the ranch. This trophy book documents some of the recent harvests from the ranch, and provides assurance that the ranch will continue to produce legendary trophy game.

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A HUNTER’S DIARY Eighteen years after my last successful sheep hunt, I decided it was now or never and made the plans to hunt the Desert Bighorn. Previous hunts for Dall, Stone and Bighorn in Canada were events of human endurance on horseback and backpack. On those hunts we always stayed in Spartan camps in tents many times sleeping on the ground. The weather was always terrible with rain, mist and even snow in late summer. Sometimes days would go by without seeing any sheep, only tracks or ‘sign’. In 1996 on the Bighorn hunt in Alberta, we saw not a single Ram for 11 days pushing me to the edge of credibility. But of course on the 11th day, there they were; 11 Bighorn Rams in a single extravagant bunch.

Now it’s November 2014 and I am in Mexico and the temperature is warm, maybe 80 degrees and the sky is blue, no rain or snow. This can’t be sheep hunting. I am staying in a grand hacienda overlooking the Sea of Cortez where we stare at Tiburon Island in the distance from the gorgeous patio. And there are real beds with real mattresses not some crummy cot or air mattress. There is real food as well cooked by a real cook in a real kitchen not freeze dried hash cooked over open fire. Outside there is a virtual ocean of cactus, not willow and birch buckbrush running up the mountainsides. This can’t be sheep hunting.

Outfitter Doyle Dale picked me up at the Hermosillo airport and drove me to the hacienda in his King Ranch Ford Diesel F350 Crew cab, practically a royal entry. His guides, Arturo Zepeda Rivera and Raphael Coronado Lopez, were waiting and anxious to start hunting. They had been scouting for several days and knew where to go. They said that they scouted 2 nice rams; one was heavy horned and the other had horns that flared out. They wanted to know which one I wanted. I had just left cold Detroit early that morning and frankly was having trouble processing this information.

The hunting area that Doyle controls is about 70 square miles and is intersected by gravel roads meant for pickup trucks. Thus it was that I traveled with Arturo and Raphael that afternoon; they speaking very little English and my Spanish being nonexistent. Fortunately Doyle’s good friend Pedro Nuaves also accompanied us and is bilingual.

We saw sheep, rams and ewes, almost immediately near the mountain tops, which are about 3000 feet here. But it was not to be as we spooked them and they scattered last seen ridging over the mountaintop about a mile away.

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The next morning it was more of the same, riding the truck and scoping the mountains. We stopped for lunch then drove on. We saw sheep all day, ewes and small rams on the mountainsides. At midafternoon, Raphael saw a glint of a horn in the spotting scope; he said it was the flair horn Ram. It was a thousand yards away. I thought to myself--how the hell does he know. It looked almost like a rock to me in the far distance through the scope.

It was placidly lying on a stony outcrop.

There were 2 options; climb the near hill where I would have a 400 yard shot or circle back around behind the Ram, climb to the mountain top and hope for a 200 yard shot. Four hundred yard shots are not my forte and I opted for the mountain climb. I think that Raphael had some doubts that this old hunter could make the mountaintop but off we went.

This is where it got interesting. The terrain is mostly slippy-slidy small rocks and pebbles that would not let me get traction. I could not grab onto the brush to get my balance because the brush had all those nasty spiny needles. I had a shooting stick which I used as a balance pole but it had a creak in it. Raphael was constantly turning around giving me the evil eye because I was too noisy. Up we went slowly now near the top. I wondered how did Raphael exactly know where to go; each of the small mountain ridges looked the same to me. He stopped and motioned for me put the rifle on the shooing stick. He whispered that the Ram was coming our way. I did not see anything for a while but then, yes, there it was in the brush walking in front of us but much higher than I expected. My God, I had been waiting for this moment for years.

The ram was close but the shooting stick was too low and I had to hunker down in an awkward cramped position; I just could not get a good angle but I took the shot, the only shot I had.

All sheep hunters know what happens next. There is that moment where you fear that your shot was not successful; that you missed the Ram or even wounded it. At last glimpse the Ram ran off to the right and down the mountain, out of sight in the cactus forests. I climbed to the place where the Ram stood and found blood; Raphael was way ahead of me. I followed the trail slowly easing around the rock ledges and outcrops. There was a lot of blood; I knew then how this would end. Raphael was waiting for me by the flair horn Ram. He shook my hand and we stood there with my Grand Slam Ram at our feet, looking out over the Sea of Cortez, Tiburon Island and the setting sun. It was just glorious.

Many thanks to Doyle Dale; he has a first class outfit. I would follow guides Raphael and Arturo anywhere and never doubt their judgement ~ Tom, 2015

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