It is a bit of a tug up the last pitch into the hidden basin nestled just under the pass. Far above me, well into slip-and-die country a high country romanced was taking place. Ewes when pushed make sure their suitor is determined and she had him up in the snow covered cliffs. Several times I watched both of them go spraddle legged just to cling to the tenuous ledges. At one point the ram attempted to breed no matter how precarious the situation was. Poor bugger fell off the mountain! It took him 10 minutes to get back up to her and he was still there with her when I left. He is a nice ram but the nearest I can get to him is about 800 or 900 yards and the shot would be straight up!
Tomorrow is opener!
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