Man, what an adventure! Thank you for taking us along. You certainly have the right attitude.
When you get a minute, give us the story of the guy on the E-Bike.
Oh man.. well on the 17th after I lost sight of the rams I was trying to relocate them, checked everywhere I thought they went and then had the thought to double back to the herd to see if they just had did one big loop. I ended up using a pretty trafficked trail and ran into some marmot hunters, while stopped and chatting with them a middle aged guy cruises by us on an e-bike headed to the south near the summit. It wasn’t until afterwards I thought I should say something.. it wasn’t until I confirmed the rams didn’t come back to the group that I took that same trail back to the north where I had intended to end my day by glassing the treeline. On my way out the guy passed me again and stopped to ask what I was hunting. I let him know I was hunting bighorns and then casually mentioned that “I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be riding bikes in the wilderness area”, he responded with an “oh? Ive been riding back there a bunch”, I let him know that I was pretty certain that there were a few signs at the trailhead stating such. He pleaded ignorance then peddled off. When I got to the trailhead I ran back into the marmot hunters and chatted with them for a bit as they’re pretty local like myself and exchanged numbers. I asked him if they saw that guy bike by and they said yeah he just went down the road. I made a comment about yuppies not taking the time to read signs. A few minutes later the same guy peddles back up, apparently his truck was at the trailhead. He unpacked a sandwich and walked up the hill a ways, I snapped a pic of his truck and e-bike. When he came back to his truck I took the opportunity to point out the signs stating it was a wilderness area and bikes were not allowed, he said “oh yeah I just saw those when I came out, my bad”.
At this point I chalk it up to yuppie ignorance and figure now he knows so I let it go and don’t think much of it.
That was on the 17th, now let’s fast forward to this last Saturday, 8/30.. second to last day of my season.. I’ve spent the last ten day trying to find these rams, the last 7 dealing with shitty weather and not getting much done in the afternoons with the thunderstorms hitting up top. I spent the morning hours searching for the rams before the weather moved in around noon, about that time I was forced off the top and back down to camp to make lunch and figure out a plan for the remainder of the day. I live close to this mountain, I can see the east side of it from my house.. I’m camped on the west side of the mountain which is completely socked in. I log in to my ring app to get a view of the mountain from the east and it looks like the south side is starting to lighten up so I decide to head back that way for the remainder of the day. I finish scarfing down my gastric gnome rigatoni and head up to the trailhead which is about a two min drive from my campsite.
Well what do you know.. as I pull up to the trailhead I see a guy with an e-bike starting off down the trail.. here’s what gets me though.. I see this guy looking back, I see his facial expression change because he recognizes my truck and then I see him turn and hurry down the trail. I recognize that this is the same guy I saw two weeks prior. I now have a new found empathy for the old mountain man Bearclaw Chris in Jeremiah Johnson, “you are molesting my hunt!”.
The rain was heavy but I set off down the trail following this guy knowing we are headed to the same spot since he can’t take his bike anywhere else. I knew he’d be able to put some distance between us on that bike but that if I didn’t catch up to where he ended up I’d at least catch him on his way out. 3 miles later and I’m rounding the south side of the mountain and sure enough here comes dude pushing his bike up the hill on the trail. We see each other and I start to head towards him. This guy has a Bluetooth speaker on his bike as well, it’s blasting Katy Perry. Ol boys first words out of his mouth, “gosh if you were headed up that way I probably spooked whatever was over there”.
We had a quick exchange where I asked what he was doing back here in that thing, that I had talked to him about this before. This is where it got weird.. he mumbled something about hiking to the top to put a picture of his wife at the summit. When I asked again about the bike he just started walking off and pushing his bike up the trail. I started up the trail after him, not to continue to the conversation but because it started hailing and I’m still trying to figure out why a guy would bike in with this weather listening to Katy Perry to put a pic of his wife at the summit..
he turns as I head across a meadow to cut him off and asks what I was doing. I reply by shouting back, “well you already f’ed my hunt up so might as well go some place else, get on your bike and peddle your ass out of here”.
He did which I was grateful for. I called the game warden and reported the incident, supplied him with pictures, and was reassured that they would be pursuing this guy as they take the wilderness area very seriously.
Just wild.
