


Here I am on the four hour trek it took to get where the Goat was. The altitude was not as bad as the steepness of the terrain.

This was quite a dinner we had the second night in camp. Soup, sandwich and hot dogs.

This is where we finally got a shot at the Goat.

I shot it the first day of the hunt. It tumbled hundreds of feet down the mountain before coming to a stop. Paul shot his the next day and we were home Sunday night October 12. It was a great hunt that you can never be in good enough shape for but I made it and was quite happy I did not have to climb the mountain another day.
4 comments:
Nice goat dad! I'm sure it was a Perfect Shot! Glad to have you back!
Wow you didn't waste anytime shooting one. Now what are you going to make it into a rug? That would have been cool to watch it fall down the mountain.
Brian M
Nice job Keith!! Keep up the post...I enjoy seeing what you're up to.
Chris
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