I took my best Dall with Paul 20 years ago up the Hawkins Glacier. 41 1/2 x 14 1/2 9 yrs old. Big droopy ram. Same side of the glacier as the old airstrip and prolly 8 miles up maybe. Johnny Coolidge and I climbed up on a rainy day rams were at the bottom of the cloud line. Nastiest place I have ever been. Saw a bigger ram but he would have fallen a quarter mile in the air to a shale slide and then rolled all the way down to the glacier so I passed. Shot the one I got in his bed. Johnny and I went back the next year and looked for the bigger one for a week but never saw him. He must have looped around back to the hard park I guess. One of Paul's guides told me that he and his twin brother had hunted the Hawkins on their own and the ice fell in on them. His brother is still under the ice on the Hawkins. He climbed out. That glacier hunting is not for everyone all rocks, ice, and mud. Twice was enough.
Last edited by sheephunter2; 06/22/16.
