Surreal would certainly be an apt way to describe the feeling this morning.
Figured I’d give you guys a midday update while glassing and getting rained on.
Got to my glassing spot before light but turns out the sheep had other plans because where I normally have been finding them, nothing. After glassing awhile I decided to move around a bit to see if I could find them. Got up above treeline and to the highest ridgeline that runs South/North. I spotted a lone ewe up top trotting off to the north so that’s the way I headed thinking she might be with a larger group. Went to the very northern peak of the mountain that drops to a large bench before dropping into the trees. If she was with a group I have no idea, wasn’t able to locate her again.
At this point, especially on top of the mountain, the wind started screaming from west to east. I know some weather is supposed to blow in later (this the rain I’m sitting in now), I figure that some of the sheep are probably over here on the north side but are in cover. I opted not to wander thru the trees blindly since it’s day one still. I decide to follow that high ridge to the southern summit glassing everything I can, the stuff to the east is much easier to glass as the half the mountain on the west is steep cliffy scree. As I get to the southern edge I dropped off to the east to get a reprieve from the wind. I was hopeful I would get eyes on something over there because it was the only real practical area I could get a shot with how much the wind was whipping. Alas, nadda. I round the southern peak to the west side to drop onto a trail to cover some distance and head back to the north side to glass in the afternoon with hopes the sheep will show themselves. I start thinking maybe I should stop to take a break and eat something (in my excitement this morning I may have skipped breakfast), I stop walking for a moment to check OnX, I look up at the edge of the scree field and what do you know, there’s a shaggy ass ram bedded down 146 yds away from me napping. I glass him up and confirm what I already knew, not legal. He was bedded on a ridge and I couldn’t see if there were any other sheep with him behind the ridge. I decide I should treat this as though the legal ram is hidden from view but there (spoiler alert, he ain’t lol). The pack comes off and I make my approach, at this point the ram is awake and know where I am but doesn’t seem to care since I’m slightly below him, I creep to 76yds and hold not to bump him. (These sheep are definitely acclimated to people with how many hikers recreate in this area). He ends up standing, stretches out, and then slowly walks away towards where I think the other sheep are. I let him get out of sight before creeping up to round the ridge, turns out he was definitely by himself. I go back to get my pack and hikers a few more miles to my glassing point, wind has started to die down but the clouds definitely moved in quick. It’s raining now but I’m planning on eating something here and continuing to glass.
Total action so far:
6 mule deer
2 bighorns
29 marmots
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