I drew a goat tag this year and I've never hunted goats before. Now I must admit that I've never had a desire to hunt goats. I've always dreamed of hunting sheep, but never a goat.
A friend accompanied me in August on my first unsuccessful attempt. After that trip I was obsessed with getting a Billy!! It was all I would think about while at work.
A few members wrote me and informed me of an area I could hike into and I started to focus my efforts there.
After my August trip I was a solo hunter. A few members offered to come along and help me out, but our schedules never seemed to work out. Normally the weather was forecasted to be poor when they were able to assist.
Being a family man and a slope worker I have a difficult time balancing my hunting and family time. Being I'm gone more then half the year already I find it hard to just up and leave for a week with a new wife and 9 month old at home. My wife supports my passion of hunting and pushes me to go, but also understands why I don't.
Last Monday I figured I would give my goat tag one last hurrah, but only for the day. She advised my to stay the night, but I figured if it was meant to be I could pull it off Monday.
At day break I started up the mountain on a new route I'd spotted on Google earth. I thought this different route would be less taxing on me, but a tad longer. I was right by 11:00 I was in goat country and at noon I had spotted the billy I wanted to take. I had passed several goats at this point. I really wanted my first goat to be a billy and one for the wall too! It took me FOREVER to reach where the billy had been and of corse he was gone by the time I got there.
Finely at 6:15pm I caught up with him and pulled the trigger. Game over right? Not even close!
Here I am on a day trip an hour before dark and my dumb ***** has a Billy down 10 hours into goat country.
I write the wife and informed her of my success and that I was going to be spending the night on the mountainside. I also wrote Brule (who had been giving me advice the whole time) Brule asked if I was off the mountain yet and I told him I was going to spend the night, rather then attempt to walk out in the dark. (My wife wasn't allowing me to walk in the dark) lol
The next day was brutal! Super heavy pack and horrible brush and country. I was plugging along at a snails pace, but as long as one foot goes in front of the other I was making headway.
Around lunchtime Brule wrote and asked if I was off the mountain yet. I kind of chuckled to my self and said no! I knew I'd be lucky to get off the hill that day.
About 4:00 Brule wrote and said he had left work early and wanted my location. He said he was headed home to change clothes and boot and headed my way!
CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS??? This man leaves work early to willingly climb a goat hill for the specific reason of packing meat for a total stranger! We have never met face to face! I was in aww.
Because of this outstanding individual I got off that mountain that night and home safe to my family!
Brule you are the man! You Sir are everything that is great about the sport of hunting!
I will do my best to "pay it forward" and return the favor to someone else.
Thanks again Doug! I will never forget it!
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