Terry, the ranch is called Bows n Boars located on the coastal range east of the San Jose area.
After getting Rods animal back to the camp, we grabbed some grub and headed back out and up to the top area to find the animals. We spied the group that had a rather large Texas Dahl in it, and I told the guys that that was the animal I was going to persue. After splitting up, I dropped down into the thick brush coverd canyon where they were holding up. Some places on the ranch are really thick and after busting through the brush, the animals gave me the slip. I headed back down to the pond area to meet up with the rest of the group. At the pond, I met up with Mike and Jim and found that Jim had shot a nice spanish goat that tumbled down the hill and into the pond. Like I said earlier, the pond has some steep sides, and they were trying to figure out how to get the goat out of the pond. I handed my bow off to Ed and slid on my butt down and into the water where I could grab the horns. The idea was that they would throw me a rope and we would pull the animal up to a flat spot. There was now about 7 of us around the pond when one of the guys yelled to me that the large Dahl and a 4 horn were working their way down the hill to water at the inlet of the pond. What luck, but I am in the water on a very vertical slope and I do not have my bow. I see a small ledge about 4 ft above me and crawl my way up to it. The ledge is only about the size of my feet. Ed throws me my bow and the Dahl is working towards me. I nock an arrow and expect that the sheep will continue on this trail and I can get a shot when he clears the trees, that is if he doesnt see us, and everyone in the area stays really still. He comes around the corner and immediately stops, looking straight at me. He doesnt know what is there and is about 25yds from me. Many thoughts run through my head on the decision in front of me, when I hear someone from above me quietly say "pin him to that rock". It seems this sheep had stopped right in front of this rock and I see the shot. I draw back but didnt see the tree limb that hit the top of my bow. Lucky me the animal is still too curious and it allows me to re-draw with a cant and prepare to shoot. Right when I released, I knew! The shot was perfect and all that was seen next was my yellow fletchings bury deep into his chest, followed by a large gush of red. 2 jumps and a tumble down into the inlet ravine and my Texas Dahl was down. All this took place in front of a large group that had the same reaction "holy cow".
Now we have to use a rope to get 2 animals out. At least I have some help.