Well after months of biting my fingernails waiting to case a goat I finally got my chance on the first. I drew a tag in the twenty mile area and we decided we were going to hike in to look for a big billie. After 7.5 miles ( the day before the season) we made our camp. It was blowing around 20 and the tops of the mountains were covered with fast moving clouds. We ran into another forum member up there that was bow hunting and stopped to chat for a little while. After he headed back down the mountain the clouds started to lift and we got a good glimpse of the mountain. We noticed a big billie bedded down in a inaccessible area and watched him the rest of the night. At about 6:30pm he started to come down into an area that we could get to so we set our plan to head up in the morning and wait him out all day until he repeated his path the next day. 5:00am came quick with out much sleep, knowing my got was within reach. When I got out of the tent I noticed that someone had came in after dark and set up camp about 300yds behind us, so we got geared up in a hurry and headed up the mountain hoping that he didnít see the billie the night before. The mountain was pretty socked in but was starting to clear up in spots. An opening blew though and there was the billie, well below where we had seen him the night before and making his way back to his inaccessible bed. He walked behind a little knob and we made our move. Working our way fast up the mountain and getting into position. A big goat steped out behind the knob and was about to disappear behind another knob. After a quick whistle and a loud bang we had a goat down. It was a 248yd shot and it took us 45min to get to were the goat lay. To our surprise it was not the big billie but a big nanny (9 3/8 in). As we brewed a pot of coffee and took some photos two decent size billies came out from behind the knob 120yds away and watched us for about Ĺ and hour, but we never saw the big billie again. We did spend about an hour climbing around the tops of the ridge to make sure the nanny didnít have a kid with it but didnít find any sign of a kid and by the looks of her I feel it was a safe bet that this was true. After along and heavy pack out we dropped off the meat and the hide, got a good night sleep and headed to Fairbanks were my friend and I both had cow tags. 3 days later we had two moose down and all of our meat hung in a tree and were sipping a beer around the fire. What a great week!!