Stoned and Slammed
by John Baar
to be the cook, wrangler, and huntress on the 1st day for another pair of eyes. We arrived at the sidehill camp, so named because there is absolutely no flat ground anywhere. After setting up camp, Monty and I donned packs for a scouting trip. Fifty uphill yards from camp, my legs got their first test - a high, almost vertical hill plateauing where we could glass into the drainage we rode in on, and into a high set of granite cliffs. Only ewes were spotted that afternoon as rain gear was put on as showers moved in and out of the area. Starting the hunt the following morning, Monty, Kirbi, and I duplicated the previous days climb and duplicated the previous days sightings. We then climbed to a second plateau, the hill being longer and steeper than the first one. Again, no rams were spotted.
In 2001, the concept of me attaining a Grand Slam速 was at best, laughable. This changed only slightly with a 2001 Then began the third ascent-up - it was longer and steeper Colorado Bighorn Tag. It changed significantly with a than the second! This brought us to a ridge overlooking the granite cliffs and allowed us to look into a second coveted 2004 Colorado Desert Bighorn Tag! bowl on the opposite side. We stayed until early evening, Fate determined the first two sheep, but the next two again only seeing ewes and lambs. The decent of those would require my commitment to hunt (easy) and a three hills tested every new and old muscle in my legs! priority of finances to be able to afford to hunt (not so The 2nd morning found us saddling two horses, and easy). Monty and I rode north in a drainage that turned into a The Dall came in 2006. long valley with ridges on either side. Tying the horses in the last of the trees, we hiked to the lip of the ever rising August 2, 2011 found me on a 15 foot wide grassy chute valley floor. There, we had a panoramic view of rising that went out of sight 30 yards below us. My guide, hills and mountain ranges. Glassing, we found no sheep, Monty, had set the spotting scope at the edge of the grass but saw 3 caribou and several of the ubiquitous elk found overlooking a large rock covered chute and was keeping in the area, including one enormous bull. tabs on 6 stone sheep rams. Starting back, we walked the crest of the west ridge, This hunt had started with the auction purchase of a peering over the edge into steep hills and rocky cliffs, stone sheep hunt generously donated by Tuchodi River disappointed that we were not seeing sheep. However, Outfitters, owned by Larry and Lori Warren. The that changed quickly when sheep appeared high on the 1,900 mile drive to Fort Nelson, B.C. from my home in east ridge. Caught in the open, we laid down immediately Minnesota started on 7/27/11 with my 63 year old legs and glassed 5 ewes below and 6 rams on the ridge top in the best shape of their life - the 2 hour/6 day a week heads outlined by the sky. Two, maybe three rams, were routine had been effective, but I did miss the mountain possibly legal. We were pinned for over an hour before hikes available at my previous home in Denver. the rams moved back out of sight over a ridge. A 100 mile charter flight put me in base camp on 7/30. Base camp was a beehive of activity on 7/31 as horses were saddled, and pack horses loaded for what was to be a three hour wilderness ride to spike camp. The organization, efficiency, and professional attention to detail were evident throughout the process. My guide was Monty Warren, Larry & Loris son, and their daughter, Kirbi, was Page 4
We immediately crossed the valley floor and climbed the opposite end of the ridge to begin the stalk. Working our way down the opposite side of the ridge crest, Monty would crawl to the ridge crest to try to locate the rams. The third attempt brought him face to face with a ewe at 50 yards, which, fortunately, did not see fit to warn her cousins, brothers, or boy-friends! Two caribou were the
Published on Mar 17, 2013