He took a bite of grass, looked up, and advanced one step to face the ewe, broadside. I drew and steadied. I went black. Then I saw red. He careened off the ledge, tumbled and skidded down the valley of loose rock that separated us and into a thicket of brambles that caught the ram
The year was 1973. At the age of 12, I accompanied my late dad and uncle to the newly opened wildlife museum in Tehran to see the mountain sheep collection. Amongst the many mounts of Transcaspian Urials, Bezoar Ibex, and other native species, there were two large-bodied rams with extraordinarily massive heads that resembled mules. These were the Argali rams of Mongolia and Tajikistan.
On this show, Nolan sits down with Graeme Peters & Darcy Ross to talk sheep hunting for big Stones, Dalls, and Cali Bighorn in British Columbia. These are a couple of ram stories you don’t want to miss!