By Sitka Athlete Dustin Roe
We just completed the first BC Stone Sheep
hunt of the year with a nice ram for client Charles Herron of Alabama. Charles
hunted in 2010 with another outfit but came up short, and at the 2011 Grand Slam
Club/Ovis Convention, he booked this trip.
Charles is a diabetic due to a severe
logging accident and is very limited on what he can do. We were able to take
horses most of the way, and Charles, my next hunter Blake Patton from Texas,
and I spotted some rams from about five miles away. Filled with excitement, we
rode the ponies closer for a better look. From 1,400 yards we determined there were
three shooters, one of which was unbelievably big.
We tied up the horses on the trail and
headed the rest of the way on foot, following game trails in the trees to close
the distance. I heard a loud huffing behind us on the trail, and then a blur of
massive grizzly bolted and disappeared into the woods. When we backtracked, it
became apparent that the bear had been following our trail for a while. Toes as
big as a Canadian two-dollar coin and a pad that measured eight inches across. Our
hearts were pumping.
We snuck slowly for 400 yards across an
avalanche slide hoping the sheep would not catch us below.
“We’re in range,” I said. “Charles, get
ready to shoot a monster!”
After five minutes and a steady rest we
were ready to shoot. The lead ram was a ram of all rams – a dream ram – the
kind Jack O’Connor wrote about: 43” and pushing. In my opinion he would score 175".
“Ready, ok, anytime when you’re ready.”
I watched through the scope as the gun
rang…BOOM! The vapor trail sailed within an inch of his spine, barely a clean
“Shoot again, but wait for him to stop. You’re just high.”
“You’re just low this time Charles. Hold tight on.”
The ram ran onto skyline and stopped.
It was one of the most amazing things I’d ever seen.
BOOM! Another clean miss and he disappeared
over the top, never to be seen again.
“Charles, shoot that ram down to the
Charles reloaded as the other four rams
started to feed again.
“OK when you’re steady, give it to him.”
“You got him, shoot him again.” Boom!
“Give him another.” Boom! All three shots were right on the mark, and a
beautiful nine and a half year old ram lay motionless.
It’s hard for me to write the emotions
that followed, but Charles had definitely accomplished a lifelong dream and it
showed. When I asked Charles if he was bummed that he missed a book ram he said,
“That ram deserves to be taken by a hunter that can hunt him down, not by a guy
that has to ride a horse to his sheep. I’m more than happy with mine!”
I am honored to have been a part of his
success and grateful for the time spent on the mountain with such a quality
man. I only hope to have the chance to share some more days on the hill with