Many of you seem to enjoy my photo essays, so here's one I just returned from. I took a fly rod and flies and there were plenty of grayling and dollies in a nearby stream, but the weather was so crappy, I never even fished one day.
If you are anti-hunting you may want to pass on this thread as some photos show guys displaying animal antlers.
I cooked for 5 weeks in a restricted use sheep, moose, caribou, and bear hunting camp east of Denali Park on the Yannert River. Instead of riding in on a horse as I usually do, this was our ride.
The camp itself was very protected from the wind and in a beautiful setting. When it was clear, I could see Dall sheep and moose through a spotting scope.
But it rained or snowed every single day except 4 days in the 5 weeks I was up there.
So I lived in my muck boots and layers of fleece even in the cook tent.
I made 4 loaves of bread almost every day. I also cooked a bunch of sheep, caribou, and moose. My favorite was a dall sheep and caribou meat stew. I called it my Rambou stew. But other times I cooked loins as steaks or baked with Parmesan topping. The photo shows the guides trimming up a couple caribou tenderloins for me.
This caribou will easily qualify for the B&C book.
The moose were huge. If you are 6' tall and were standing next to one of these bull moose, you would not likely be able to see over their back.
Most of the hunters donated most of their meat to a Veteran's charity. A guy flew into camp and flew the meat out for processing. He told me that they would end up giving away well over 2,000 lbs of boned and processed meat to needy Vets.
The views were incredible.
It rained. It snowed. So I just busied myself making pies, cakes, cupcakes, breads, and all sorts of food. I had an oven, a couple DOs, and this little jewel. It weighed as much as a short block Chevy engine, but was great.
All in all it was a good adventure. It was a great crew. The weather sucked, but everything else was great.
We broke camp last Saturday between 2 winter storms. Three guys led the stock out 30 miles while two other guys and myself flew most of the camp out on the plane which made trips in and out all day.
My friend Matt and I drug pine trees down the makeshift runway so the pilot could land the plane. Matt was the last guy out of camp and said it was a really rough ride out as the next storm was moving in.
We then drove the horse trailers to the trailhead to meet the wranglers, loaded the stock, and headed 4 hours south toward Anchorage.
A hot shower in a motel room was too wonderful for words.
Trapper
If you are anti-hunting you may want to pass on this thread as some photos show guys displaying animal antlers.
I cooked for 5 weeks in a restricted use sheep, moose, caribou, and bear hunting camp east of Denali Park on the Yannert River. Instead of riding in on a horse as I usually do, this was our ride.
The camp itself was very protected from the wind and in a beautiful setting. When it was clear, I could see Dall sheep and moose through a spotting scope.
But it rained or snowed every single day except 4 days in the 5 weeks I was up there.
So I lived in my muck boots and layers of fleece even in the cook tent.
I made 4 loaves of bread almost every day. I also cooked a bunch of sheep, caribou, and moose. My favorite was a dall sheep and caribou meat stew. I called it my Rambou stew. But other times I cooked loins as steaks or baked with Parmesan topping. The photo shows the guides trimming up a couple caribou tenderloins for me.
This caribou will easily qualify for the B&C book.
The moose were huge. If you are 6' tall and were standing next to one of these bull moose, you would not likely be able to see over their back.
Most of the hunters donated most of their meat to a Veteran's charity. A guy flew into camp and flew the meat out for processing. He told me that they would end up giving away well over 2,000 lbs of boned and processed meat to needy Vets.
The views were incredible.
It rained. It snowed. So I just busied myself making pies, cakes, cupcakes, breads, and all sorts of food. I had an oven, a couple DOs, and this little jewel. It weighed as much as a short block Chevy engine, but was great.
All in all it was a good adventure. It was a great crew. The weather sucked, but everything else was great.
We broke camp last Saturday between 2 winter storms. Three guys led the stock out 30 miles while two other guys and myself flew most of the camp out on the plane which made trips in and out all day.
My friend Matt and I drug pine trees down the makeshift runway so the pilot could land the plane. Matt was the last guy out of camp and said it was a really rough ride out as the next storm was moving in.
We then drove the horse trailers to the trailhead to meet the wranglers, loaded the stock, and headed 4 hours south toward Anchorage.
A hot shower in a motel room was too wonderful for words.
Trapper