James Riley
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That country is very steep and I almost didn't go down to investigate but I knew it would bug me if I kept walking.
That right there has caused me to just keep on trucking so many times I can't remember, and find beautiful county that most sane folks wouldn't go up, or down into. I thought about carrying binoculars to save me some boot leather but then, nah, just keep going. Sometimes it's a bust, but then sometimes you hit pay dirt.
I was sleeping down in the bottom of the Owyhee Canyon once and when I awoke I just laid there, looking up, studying the sky, clouds, cliffs and everything. There was this one perfect, graceful arc sticking out over the edge of a cliff, way up high, tiny. It just didn't look right. I thought it was probably a dried old root from a sage brush that eroded out of some dirt. It was summer time, so I was traveling at night (no flash lights) and the cliff looked imposing. Nonetheless, that feeling you describe took hold, so I started climbing.
I found this half curl with a fully articulated skeleton about three quarters of the way up on a little ledge where coyotes couldn't get at him. Only ravens and such. I was on a trek from the ION to Bruneau so I left it behind for a couple of weeks and returned later to pack it out. I have a picture of the whole deal somewhere. I'll have to look. After that I also found a nice full curl and another half curl.
