Thank you all for sharing your (BIG-3+) posts, I’ve enjoyed them and hopefully more will be posted.
I’ll add a few more, MT. Bighorn:
Over the years, I’ve been fortunate to have experienced eight sheep hunts. Some were my hunts, the others, I was asked to be the companion/helper/packer. But this hunt was very special and may never be topped!
In the early 90’s I was showing photos to my Dad and Stepmom. The photos were from an Oregon California Bighorn hunt that I had just returned from. Looking over the photos, my Step-Mom looks up and says, “I would like to go on a sheep hunt and shoot a ram! Will you help me with my sheep hunt?” Knowing that she had not applied for a sheep tag ever, I told her that I would love to help. The next spring, I was astounded to find my Step-Mom pouring over the MSG regs and filling out her permit application. She had penciled in a sheep unit that was closest to the ranch and asked for my opinion. The Regs show (5 Legal Ram) permits proposed, I smiled and said, “Looks Good!”
Phone rings one late summer evening, “I drew my sheep tag, when are we going hunting?” I was speechless! Well, looks like there is another Montana mountain range that I will be getting acquainted with, AWESOME!
The area biologist stated that there were plenty of sheep in the unit but that the mature ram counts came out lower than expected. With the lower count, he had cut two of the tags, so only three sheep tags were available in the drawing. The biologist also stated that the area does not produce the massive horn growth that could be found in other parts of Montana.
We scouted two weekends in late august and did not find a legal ram. I had critters to chase with my bow so we returned to sheep hunting in October. By mid-Nov. we had four weekends in looking for a legal ram. Both of the other tag holders had tagged out with a barely legal 6yo and a non-legal 4yo. Never did hear what happened to the hunter that shot the 4yo non-legal ram?? Finally, on the second to the last weekend we found two legal rams with a group of about twenty sheep. The bigger of the two legal rams spun to chase a ewe just as my Stepmom pulled the trigger. I saw hair fly off the ass end of the ram and all the sheep disappeared into a deep timbered canyon. The patchy snow confirmed the hit as we followed the mass of sheep tracks. The ram side hilled through the timber that held snow and was easy to follow. The snow gave out once the sheep reached open terrain and we ran out of daylight. My Stepmom was really upset, I never had a hunting buddy cry before! The following two days we hiked and looked from sun-up to sunset with zero luck in finding the ram. We returned on Saturday of the last weekend and spotted a group of sheep that had a legal ram. This ram was definitely the biggest ram we had seen yet. He was almost full curl, a cool looking grey marbled colored head and a big white spot on his forehead, plus, he had a huge body. We made the stalk, got really close for an easy rifle shot and the sheep hunter decided NOT to pull the trigger! So we just sat and watched the sheep show! As I was digging my camera out of my pack, I noticed another ram descending the slope above us. “That is my ram! That is my ram! I can see blood on his ass! That is my ram!!” my Stepmom was almost yelling with excitement. Somethings in life are just meant to be as I saw the ram fold at the shot. This beautiful ram was my Stepmom’s ram from the time that she was viewing my Oregon ram hunt photos a year ago. Yes, she was extremely happy with the hunt and her ram.
For those that want to know, the first bullet entered just right of the tail and travelled approx. 6 inches under the skin before exiting the hind quarter. The caked blood on the ram’s ass can be seen in the photo. I don’t believe that the ram was even limping from the wound. The second shot was perfect!
