Well we are waiting for the weather to clear so we can fly out, we were on hold all day waiting for clear flying but to no avail. So we made pizza and drank wine waiting for the apple crisp that Amy put together. The home made pizza Holly made was awesome.
We only saw one bear a cinnamon that Amy had at 35 yards, that Jim called in I heard him and tried to get below him to no avail, that was it, but the experience of hunting this wilderness out of Jim and Holly's home at the Taylor Ranch was no disappointment. We saw hundreds of elk and deer, 20 bighorns including a nice 3/4 curl ram, saw wolves, wolf kills, lion kills and scenery that if you never leave the trail a person can never comprehend.
We hunted in the land of the Sheep Eater Indians. We visited the pictographs, saw what could only be a rocket, (see the picture) and we walked in the ruins of their camps. It has been an irreplaceable experience.
We will miss this virtually unspoiled area of America and can’t wait to visit Jim, Holly and Keah again soon.
the Trail up to goat basin
The Rocket ship pictograph
Amy and I above Soldier Bar
Our Bush Taxi