Some pics from the last barbary sheep outing. They're not native to the area (natural range is north africa), and I honestly don't know much about hunting them, but I'm willing to learn. A friend and member here shot one earlier in the year and it piqued my interest. Gotta give a shout out to him as I've never done a hunt like this and he provided a lot of good info and great glass on loan.
A bit of info on them from wiki...
The Barbary sheep (Ammotragus lervia) is a species of caprid (goat-antelope) native to rocky mountains in North Africa. Six subspecies have been described. Although it is rare in its native North Africa, it has been introduced to North America, southern Europe, and elsewhere. It is also known as aoudad, waddan, arui, and arruis. Barbary sheep have been introduced to southeastern Spain, the southwestern United States (Chinati Mountains on La Escalera Ranch, Guadalupe Mountains National Park, Palo Duro Canyon, the Trans-Pecos, and other parts of Texas, New Mexico, and California), Niihau Island (Hawaii), Mexico, and some parts of Africa.
Who doesn't want to shoot a critter with "ammo" in its scientific name.
What we were looking for... (only pic not mine...)
Arrived on the mountain in the afternoon the first day. Set up camp, did a short map recon, and headed out to find a spot to start glassing and see what we could find. Hunting buddy in the pic.
Second spotting location of the weekend. Saw this guy with the naked eye and watched him make short work of the mountain side in about 20 minutes. Probably over 300 inches with nice whale tails curling out back. Was making a hell of a racket walking though dead pines and scrub brush. Shitty Iphone through the binos pic.
Spotted this mullie shortly after...smallish rack but was interesting to watch him mosey around and forage for something to eat...
In about 40 mins we had two sheep spotted down the draw on the other side of the canyon, just left of the bluff in the center of the picture. Lased them at 1420 yds...too far of a shot on a critter. One big ram and another smaller sheep. Tried moving closer.
About half way down the hill...lost the sheep. One went left, the other right. The vegetation was a lot taller than it looked from nearly a mile away, and they're like ghosts...
The bigger ram went right along the shelf half way up the cliff. Wasn't going to have a shot there as it would likely proven impossible to safely recover the animal, and the vegetation got tall and thick a couple hundred meters to the right as you follow it along. Could have easily bedded down in there and never be seen for the rest of the day.
Glassed for about 30 mins trying to relocate them and decided to move out onto the bluff. Sheep were right down there when we first spotted them...
The .338LM taking a nap and giving my back a rest
My fat ass lost nearly 10lbs in 5 days.
View from the bottom. The crest of the hill is where we were glassing from. Was a miserable hike back out with a 20lbs rifle and 30 more lbs of pack.
Long walk back up...
Day three...glassing some more... Rode out a ridge on the quads as far as we could and walked in the rest of the way...
Beautiful but rugged country...
Storms rolling in...
Got back to camp and dinner cooked just in time to hide in the truck. Camp was relatively exposed and on a ridge. This is a screen shot from a video I took by hitting record on the phone and placing it on the dash. Ended up wearing half of my mountain house meal when we had a strike within 100m of camp. Blue glow and it sounded like a bomb went off.
No pics of the final three sheep we found on the last day. Spotted at about a mile and a half away on the side of a cliff (just below where we first glassed from the day we arrived). Found them about two hours before sunset and hauled ass to get to a position to shoot. Parked the quads and dropped 1600' in elevation. Dropped the packs in a draw and moved over the spur to where we could see the overhang they bedded down under. Couldn't see them and they didn't move before it got dark. Hiked back out and made a plan for the next day. On the last morning we headed back down early but they had moved before we were in position. Like I said...they're like ghosts. Will get back to the mountains in a few weeks on my own as my buddy broke his leg last week. Gonna have to be extra careful...almost put my hand on top of a mojave rattler climbing out of a canyon on the second day. Hope y'all enjoy the pics.