This year I broke the ice on a solo hunt. It was my first trip out for opening day. Working in the school district and having the sheep opener happen at the same time as first week back to work for staff always made it difficult to get out, but this year I made it happen.
I got in on Saturday evening and passed sheep on the way in. That was encouraging! Sunday i had sheep in view all day long and put three groups to bed. Monday morning I stuck my head out of the tent at 4:00am and they were still bedded above my tent but even closer and at an angle that I was busted as soon as I crawled out. I sat and watched them for a couple hours to let them make the first move. They grazed their way down the slope and I decided to give it a go even though I am sure they saw me for much of the beginning of the stock. I had a rock picked out that I thought would get me in range and cover enough to get a shot. It must have been the opening day lack of jitters that they didn't spook.
I shuttled the meat and my camp down the creek to the start of the climb out. Tuesday morning with fresh legs, I shuttled the two loads out to my truck.
8 years old, 34 1/2" x 32 5/8" (broken) 13 1/2 bases