We started our afternoon sitting on a higher ridge glassing up the hillside. I must admit I was starting to feel a bit of pressure as there was nothing more I wanted than to see her kill a ram.

Many a sheep hunter knows the monotony of glassing, glassing, glassing...

Well, glassing paid dividends. I saw sheep and my heart raced a bit....FINALLY...RAMS!!!!

Boogidy boogidy boogidy.

8 rams about 2 km away and one was a definite desired customer. Lovely ram and definitely the man of the group. We glassed the shit out of the terrain and the best way to access without getting busted. Game the F on!