Jason's Dall Sheep Hunt Day 10

I took this picture of my ram with some of the country we hiked around in to show off how far we climbed and hiked. We hiked to the top of the mountain to the left of the rams head.

This was my ride back to base camp. I think I was more excited to get back to camp and get a shower after being out in the bush for 10 days.

One of the guides Carson had a tag for sheep. So after the hunt was done he tried filling his tag. He found a ram from camp and he and another guide made a stalk on this ram. I took these photos from our base camp through my spotting scope and around 1500yds. This ram was well within bow range.

Jason's Dall Sheep Hunt Day 8-9

The weather finally broke on day 8 and we were able to get out and start hunting for sheep again.  I'm not going to lie, I was a little nervous about not finding a ram. But I knew we had to keep at it. We hunted all day and didn't see a single sheep.

On our way back to camp it was just about dark and I glassed up to where we had seen the rams from the first day and found the rams. I made the decision that it was getting late in the hunt and I hadn't seen another legal sheep. The only thing holding me back from taking the ram from the first day was the broken horn. I thought what the heck if I really want to I could have the taxidermist fix it. On day 9 we woke up early to try and get in on the rams. The plan worked perfect. they had only moved about 350 yds. We came up over a little rise and I was able to lie down with a good rest and take the ram.

Jason's Dall Sheep Hunt Days 5-6-7

 For the next couple of days it rained and snowed and had us fogged in. The visibillity was so bad we couldn't glass for sheep very well.

We hiked up to the dead ram and brought the head back. I now had a dall sheep pick up head. This was our camp for the ten day hunt.

I took this picture of a small wolf that was near the dead ram.

We glassed up seven grizzly bears. It was really neat to watch these bears. But my guide Bill told me to always have shell in the gun when we had bears in our site.

We continued to hunt for sheep and caribou even though the weather was bad. This was our clothes dryer

My plan was to take my ram first then hunt for a caribou. But when the weather turned bad it pushed the caribou down from the mountains.

Jason's Dall Sheep Hunt Days 2-3-4

For the next several days my guide Bill and I would hike and glass for sheep and caribou. We would spot some rams and move in to check them out. But we still couldn't find anything better that the ram from the first day. The country was amazing to be in.

Jason's Dall Sheep Hunt Day 1

On the first legal day hunting my guide and I were able to glass up these three rams and make a stalk on them. As we made our way up the mountain we knew these rams were going to be close. We had just topped out and there they were just 40yds away.

The rams spooked and ran out to 250yds. This gave us some time to look them over and decide if any of them were legal. I snapped these photo's through my spotting scope. My guide Bill said the middle ram was legal if I wanted to take him. The ram had four inches broken on his right side and I wasn't sure I wanted to end my hunt that soon.

Back at camp as we were getting ready to eat I was glassing as Bill was cooking dinner. I glassed up the mountain just behind our camp and glassed up this dead ram that had died the day before. Bill wasn't real sure what may have killed the ram. Maybe a wolf or he might have fallen off a cliff ledge. You could see a wolverine eating on the ram. We decide to hike up there and check the ram out the next day.



Dall Sheep Hunt in NWT

In 2007 I headed to the North West Territories to hunt dall sheep with Greg, his wife Laurie and another good friend Mike Hancock. They flew us in and dropped us off in our spike camps that would be our home for the next 10 days. With in the first ten minutes I had this single Caribou come by. To be legal you cant fly and hunt in the same 12 hours.

Here are a few of the other Caribou I got some photos of while on my hunt. As the weather got colder the Caribou would move down from the mountains and move through this bench that my guide and I were camped on.