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Ursus Horribilus……even the Latin name sounds sinister. If there is one clear and present danger in sheep country it’s the grizzly bear. The high mountain habitat where rams live i… Source: Life Of A Sheep Guide Part 14- Grizzly Country
Ursus Horribilus……even the Latin name sounds sinister. If there is one clear and present danger in sheep country it’s the grizzly bear. The high mountain habitat where rams live is also a grizzly feeding zone, full of berries, ground squirrels … Continue reading
Source: LIFE OF A SHEEP GUIDE PART 13- BIG ONES!
Anyone who has hunted sheep more than a few times understands the incredible feeling of excitement when a truly large ram is located. Having guided hunters for over forty years, it is safe to say that I have seen … Continue reading
The morning of October 10th, 1982 was very cold. Rolling over in my sleeping bag I could hear snow splattering against my little tarp shelter. Willow brush around the camp had been a blaze of fall color the evening before. … Continue reading
What makes a sheep hunter tick? After over forty years of guiding I should have some idea….right? Every season I hear simplistic comments from hunters like; “I really want a 40″ ram this time as my last one was only … Continue reading
Guiding for sheep is very much a seasonal endeavor. When the ice on Northern Lakes begins to melt in June, we round up horses, put shoes on them, cut trails, clean out cabins, stack firewood, fill food pantries with canned … Continue reading
LIFE OF A SHEEP GUIDE PART 9- Guiding and Mineral Exploration.
In September 1980 I led a large string of horses on a two day journey from Beale Lake to Eaglehead Lake, which was in the far western part of my Grandfathers outfitting concession in northern British Columbia. Several years earlier … Continue reading
A long pack train trod steadily upward toward a spike camp near rugged mountains of white limestone. The pack horses had their bells open so I could keep track of them all in the heavy timber. Two hunters, Marvin & … Continue reading