Thks. Pete-- it was a blast-- i tell ya'. I took a Bighorn 2 yrs. ago too out of the Sangre de Cristos. That and the goat was the fulfillment of a lifelong dream for me.
Mike-- i got a good story about mtn. calling for ya'. A buddy of mine from Westcliffe CO, close to the Sangre de Cristo's invited me up there to try and help him get a coyote for his den wall. Well, we went out one morning couple yrs. ago, and he brought his Model 7 .223 that was supposed to be sighted in. Anyway, for some dumb reason i let him talk me into calling from his rancher friends barn that faced a big oopen snow-covered pasture. Well 2 minutes into the stand the ranch dog starts barking, and i could hear people talking in the ranchhouse. So i just quit calling, but as per protocol i glassed the field in front of us, and sure enuf there was a lone dog just standing atop the the low ridge on the far end just watching the whole deal (ordeal). Well altho my friend didn't want to wait the dog out, i quietly convinced him to do so, and several minutes later he trotted back over the hill out of sight. I asked him if he was up for a hike , and he reluctantly said yes. Well it was probably close to 1/2 mile across that shin deep snow pasture, but we finally got close to the top of the ridge. We slowly ascended it, and glassed all around-- no dog. As we made our way over i noticed we were getting close to the top of a wide high spot with a slight breeze in our face-- perfect. We sat down, and i let out with a couple agressive howls, and waited-- nothing, a couple more howls and we just sat there. Few minutes later sure enuf here they come (2 now) off on a tangent to us. i did the best i could to coach my friend into position without spooking them, and when they got to about 70 yds. or so, i stopped them Randy Anderson (et al) style with a short sharp bark. Man those dogs looked nice silhouetted against the snow/mtns. like that. BANGO-- dogs are in high gear and gone all too quick. We saw a couple others that day, but no dice for my buddy-- nesxt time i guess. I was pretty proud of myself for a plan that came together tho-- i don't mind saying.
U know what the best part of Cooney's addition to that book was-- the picture of him holding that coyote on pg. 58. I don't think i'll ever forget seeing that picture for the 1st time, as a young kid in Baltimore. Seeing that inhospitable landscape he's hunting in with his heavy-barrelled varminter of some sort, those gators and white parka was a real dream for me back then-- that's since come true, thks. to him and a few others-- truth is, i think that photo, and the 1 on pg. 56 were from an article Judd wrote before the book came out-- i'm pretty sure about that.