Thanks for posting, NVBighorn.
This area (42) is not known for high scoring rams, so the plan was to take the first mature ram we could find. We were walking around ten miles a day and glassing more than that, but could only turn up a few ewes and lambs. We hunted all day, and would ease along side canyons in the middle of the day, hoping to catch some bedded rams. We decided to hunt early on day four, then pack up and go to another area. I quickly found a group of twenty ewes and lambs on a bench in the main canyon. We went to the other side of a point, and Jon said, "I've got rams!" There were seven in all with five being shooters. Once the rams made it all the way to the bottom to drink out of the river, we made a move. We went a 1/2 mile to find a way down to the bench below us. By 2pm, we were on a point overlooking the rams. At 360 yards and 70 degree downward angle, I shot high. The ram turned uphill, so that I was looking down on its' back. I aimed just above the tail and he dropped out of the scope. After a scramble down a rock slide, two river crossings, and the long hike out, we were at camp at 10:30 pm.
Being from the South, all Western hunts are special. But having such a rare opportunity and being in remote, rugged country made this a hunt of a lifetime. Barker and crew did a great job with the hunting and making the trip a great adventure.