We put a good chamois to bed the evening after Vanessa killed her fallow buck but we were unable to locate him the following morning. After a bit of hiking we located a group of nannies and kids and after watching them for a while, a buck showed up to check them out. They were on the far side of a big canyon in some very steep cliffs. Our only option was to make our way down the slope and shoot across the canyon. The closest we could get was 412 yards. I found a fairly comfortable position to shoot from and managed to put the buck down. It took us nearly an hour to get over to the buck and we had to negotiate some very steep cliffs. He is a beautiful 9" buck.
I'd definitely rate hunting free-range chamois on foot as one of the most difficult hunts I've ever done. I know I've gained a whole new respect for this diminutive trophy. We are headed a few hours north today in search of tahr. We'll be back in a few days to let you know how we made out.
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