I miss the discussion in my old favorite thread--the only one I was really following on a regular basis. I hope you have continued to follow the dream, climb to the high country and relish a time when we were all freer!
So, have you all abandoned sharing any and all information on the unique opportunity that FWP of Montana provided to Bighorn Sheep hunters of limited means?
Or, is the discussion relocated?
Does anyone on the forum know definitively if the young men were found with the Garmin inReach still in their possession (not clipped to harness of one of the packs left in their vehicle)?
Likewise, were their bodies found in close proximity to each other out in the environment? Or--and I...
Duh! Just wait until you've ticked-off 3/4 of century though. You might find armchair exploring and vicarious adventuring through reading other's hunt reports and watching wilderness videos much more appealing than they seem today.
I spent Monday night, 27 January, sleeping on the front seat of...
Your posting revives a half-century-old memory, which you might find interesting. It is one that reminds me of what a tedious task it was to produce such physical terrain models back when I was old enough to be drafted but could be arrested for buying a beer.
However, before I describe a...
Can't say that I've been doing particularly well; but, I'm still not planted, roasted, or converted to predator or scavenger scat!
I will shoot you a PM when I can muster the energy.
In the meantime, if you don't mind sending me same with some updates on how you and your buddies have done over...
I have seen some of those routes drawn and labeled on vintage maps, both here on Olympic Peninsula in WA where I am presently living and in the same township as property I own in MT. I never realized that they were officially designated trails marked by the Forest Service. You've provided some...
A sheep hunter, quite likely. Perhaps hundreds of years from now, someone will find a spent 168gr Nosler that I left at similar elevation on the Beartooth plateau :p.
About nine or ten years after the oldest graffiti you saw was deposited on that stock tank, my father and I hiked up a slope near Twin Lakes (near Bridgeport, CA) and through some aspen grove on our route to check out a lightning-stuck snag in the conifers above. Wish I could remember the dates...