Female Caribou that is
Got the word that a large herd was headed 'tward the village, and they were soon to be in a set of lakes called "Milligeevik".
After a big blow-n-snow, like we had here for the last couple weeks, the Caribou will concentrate themselfs in areas around windswept lakes , eating the moss that grows deep along them.
They will go down from the mountain ridges/tops looking for fresh feed,and there can be alot of food around these lakes that will keep them around untill the long daylight drives them to herd up and head North to their calving grounds.
Riding the ridges inbetween the lakes can give you the "Jump" on Caribou.
Riding to the top of any hill can have Caribou just over the crest, quite close sometimes.
I went East first away from Kobuk River tward Selawik villlage where these Caribou had recently passed. I then turned South and drove along the East boundrys of these lakes looking for tracks, but there was none. It wasnt untill I was on a high spot that I noticed quite a few in the distance.
Another thing I noticed was the wind picking up and the temperature riseing.
It got hot!!
My machine was plowing mush now,burning alot of gas, draging a sled and working hard.
I took off a sweater and neck warmer and carryied on.
I saw a bunch of Caribou about 1/2 mile away in a lake down in a drainage, and decided to drive "Up" to the hillside that borderd the lake.
Doing that, I walked about 50 feet to the crest (In like 5 minutes, it was DEEP snow), and looking down, there were about 50 Caribou spooked and milling around.
some were standing still, but they knew something was no good at all....
I sized up 4 really really good lloking cows and decided to shoot them from farthest to nearest. When I was concentrating on my first animal, I saw that the fattest one was trotting tward me.
This was a "Sure thing" , so I reversed the order from Farthest to Fattest First.
I got the first one in the neck,at about 100 feet on a long finger of snow that started below me.
They scattered at the sound of the shot but not quite knowing which way to go, a few stopped and looked for a leader, but I was on to just how fat she was, and I got her too, in the neck as she trotted up the lakes sloping snow to the tundra about 120 yards away , but to my right.
All my other "Most wanted" were mixed up in a long line of running butts and tails, so I stopped there.