There and Back Again, By James Dorrett
Feature Image Photo Credit Cedar & Sagebrush “Hey Tim, how much do you think it rained today?” As I looked at Tim, he thought for a moment and then in typical dry Kiwi fashion answered: …
The Longest Day, By Luke Ramousch
As hunters we have all been there before: lying in bed the night before a special hunt, unable to slow down our thoughts. For a lot of us, North America’s wild sheep will keep us …
The Last-Minute Ram, By Scott Albrechtson
My obsession with sheep hunting started four years ago when I went on my first Stone sheep hunt in the Cassiar Mountains of British Columbia. I was mesmerized by the remote alpine country that these …
Beyond Expectations, By Taylor Tietze
My dad and I started driving north, from Vancouver to Fort Nelson, on September 1, 2014, for the first of many great northern hunts. My dad has been coming to this part of our home …
In Memoriam: Alexander David Marsh- Chasing The Dream
Editors Note: Alexander David Marsh, or Dave as his friends knew him, passed away suddenly and far too early on October 3rd, 2016 while on a wilderness horseback hunt in the high north of British …
Playing The Hand, by Colin Magee
The ram, full curl is at 110yds and closing. The Rockies’ craggy, broken limestone will push him right to me. Wind? Good. Light? Good. The monarch is at peace and steadily feeds his way towards …
The Culmination, by Luke Ramousch
As I looked over all of my carefully laid out hunting gear, I didn’t really know what to make or think of this whole mountain hunting obsession. It was August 2008 when I got my …
Earning It – Part 2, By Zach Benedict
Looking down, we saw where something had slid, leaving a trail of red in the middle. I stepped a few yards sideways to look downhill through the trees. I ended up standing in a deer …
Stone Cold, by Luke Ramousch
Some days tend to just drag on longer than others. I sure was having one of those days in late September 2015. I was at work and it was the last day before my solo …
Earning It, By Zach Benedict
“Help!” That’s not what you want to hear. Not in these conditions: wet, cold, steep, rocky, and slippery as snot. It was Steve. His yell for help was faint, but clear. He was in trouble. …