Great write up and many congrats! I can only hope to be so lucky some day, but I believe your words below sum up things so well, precise, concise, that being on a mountain is always reward enough.... sometimes you get icing on the cake though...
Where he was stopped from rolling down the mountain....We shared a long, humble moment here. There was no hooping and hollering, or shaking my fist in the air. and I'm man enough to say my eyes were welled up for quite awhile. For knowing that in the ebb of my mountain hunting career, that this will be the last one. For being thankful of having a great life of freedom in the mountains, with countless great hunting adventures behind me. For amazing people that have supported me, family and friends that words can't describe. For all of the wild country I've had the privilege to be in and share with others.
I only can offer a similar instance some years ago, my first go in AK, and a small caribou bull, but my buddy simply said in very low words, up here, we are with God. Nothing else was said, but my vision did become a bit blurry.
