The August before I started off to college in 1973, I jumped out of an airplane affixed to a static line. It was terrifying and great fun all at the same time. I'll never forget when the jump master told me to step out of the plane, and I put one foot on the tiny peg and grabbed the wing, what went through my mind. I thought to my self (19 years old) "that I'll never kill a grizzly".
Obviously I survived that adventure, which was actually very safe.
When I discovered the archives full of 1950's Outdoor Life, Field and Stream, and I think Sports Afield at my HS library I read every hunting story I could find on Grizzly. Those archives cost me a letter grade (or two) in calculus. That's when the Grizzly dream was born (bowhunting of course). The picture of Fred Bear poised behind the drift wood waiting on the Kodiak (coastal Grizzly) was forever etched in my mind...I can see it now. For my senior paper as I graduated Purdue as a Forester and Wildlife Biologist the Grizzly chose me. The professor had us pick from a hat, a random species to conduct a literature review on and up popped the Grizzly for me, weird.
I was going through my annual copy of Bowhunting Safari Consultants the past few days. It is amazing how well paid the outfitters and guides are for taking folks on Grizzly hunts (sheep and the biggest moose species too). I don't begrudge these experts a nickel, it is their livelihood and they have a brief window to make it work. I even know some of the fellows who have hunted with BSC.
My dream hunts (animals) have always been out of reach. I was never able to see far enough ahead to catch more than a glimpse of the Jones' let alone keep up with em. Based upon the increased costs of some of these hunts, the Jones' have lit the afterburners. Good for em. I firmly believe hard work, good choices, and persistence pays off.
So, I finally crossed some things off my list this week. No grizzly, no sheep, and no moose. I know Newfoundland moose are much more affordable. I almost hunted moose in Alberta several years ago. I wrote about it on this forum. Long story short; best friend cancer (he survived thank God), uncooperative Alberta Fish & Game, and two years later I'm out $3,000 deposit and no moose hunt.
I did get close enough to heave a mud-covered beaver dam stick and hit a world record Shiras moose at 12 yards around 1985. That moose was killed by a resident hunter from Sheridan, WY the very next day. The warden stopped in my DIY elk camp to tell me and I read about the hunt 11 months later in Bowhunter Magazine.
I am happy though to be teaching my grandchildren to shoot and hunt. I'll go DIY antelope hunting with my son, friend, and brother this coming fall, and of course continue to occupy space in the deer woods.
I imagine others know for various reasons how these shoes fit?
My life strategy is to be thankful for everything I DO have. I may never do a Stone sheep or Grizz hunt....but I'm OK with that.
I do construction projects for the top 1% of 1%, a couple of my clients are billionaires. I know folks that are always comparing themselves to those folks with piles of $$ and they get depressed. I can tell you those piles of $$ brings on a whole different set of problems for them, Ive seen it first hand. I recently turned down a project for a famous singer- you all will know- what a nightmare dealing with her and her managers; missed meeting, can't make up their mind, leave me hanging like my time means nothing. Fuggetit. I don't need that kind of grief and what a mess that whole clans life is.
I think the trick in life is finding appreciation for what we do have and taking the time to make the people around us feel special.
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Been wearing your shoes all my life :wavey: ...don't care for the fit but there not worn out quite yet (but close)...I've managed to kill my once in a lifetime idaho moose lots of elk, deer, bear, couger, turkey, grouse, rabbits and a handful of other critters. Been out of state a couple times for speed goats with no arrows losses BUT like you Alaska and or the Yukon are and always will be a mear dream that keeps burning but with full knowledge the snow on that branch hanging over said fire is gona plop right smack in the middle of it someday :o...dreams are good :thumbsup:
There was a time when I too had dreams. You reach a point in life where you run out of "some times". You know, sometime I'll do this, sometime I'll go there. And then you learn to accept the fact that those sometimes you always dreamed of aren't going to happen.
I did kill an Alaskan Yukon moose quite a few years ago, but I, too, have had a long-time urge to take a grizzly, not so much sheep or goats. Regardless, I've aged out of the possibility of going after any of them, even if i could afford it. Does help me to appreciate what I still have and can do, however. But for those younger, I say do it while you can.
My dream hunt was elk in the mountains out west and I actually got to go with my son on a trip set up by crossedarrows when my son returned from afganistan. didn't get a shot at an elk but I did see two of them . I really didn't think I would kill one so just seeing a big bull was great.
I was fortunate to live in Montana for a couple of years and killed Mule Deer and Pronghorn but spent far more time hunting unsuccessfully for Bighorn Sheep in the Wilderness Area north and east of Yellowstone Park. I've hunted and killed Dall Sheep and could have tried for Grizzly Bear in the same area but have never had any interest. The urge to hunt has gradually left me and for a number of years now the unending quest for everything from "shooters" to "booners" by the latest and greatest "pro hunters" and various experts hawking an endless supply of useless crap hasn't whetted my appetite any either.
I've been fortunate to go on many out of state trips over the years, but they've mostly been DIY type. I'll never kill a Griz either, but I'm good with that. I guess I've always adjusted my expectations to what was possible. I sure would like to find a big muley someday, but I guess not enough to play the tag game. Whitetails and pigs keep me busy enough.
Interesting. I don't find myself giving much thought to animals I wish I could hunt...it just doesn't work that way for me. I've been at sheep altitudes while hunting caribou and moose, and I've watched them go about their lives. I haven't found myself wishing I was hunting them. I've seen a bunch of (and had encounters with a few) grizzlies...but never had a predatory feeling toward one. Same with wolves. I know guys who would love to kill one. I love watching them and have not pursued them even when I easily could have done so legally.
I have exactly zero interest in paying big money just to hunt a species. I toss the BSC catalog as soon as it arrives. There's just something about the big-money trophy hunts which actually gives me a negative feeling. Those hunts are a business....pure and simple...and I don't like tying my pleasure to their business. Maybe on a cruise to Cancun....not on a muskox shoot. Even when I caribou hunted the NWT we did our level best to ditch the native guide and go kill our own animals without assistance (actually interference to me).
I have less desire to kill than ever....hence less desire to actually hunt animals. I take the opportunities that come my way when I want...but just as often I turn down hunting opportunities. I think in the end I'd rather say I did more things afield than I ever imagined....and not have my family wishing I'd done a little less. There IS contentment in sitting on the front porch and watching a sunset together while somewhere the world continues to rush onward.
Well said Kevin Dill!
Bernie
I took advantage of dual citizenship while young enough to enjoy the mountains. I knew I would not be able to afford all the hunts I wanted to do living in the Midwest.
I've killed everything in Alberta w OTC tags. I do put in for Goat and Bison the odd time they are available but so far no luck. I'm hoping to spend more time hunting a Bighorn Ram this year. I will also put in for Grizzly if they ever offer that draw again. The population is there now, just politics preventing a hunt.
I always wanted to moose hunt but like other things, I just put off to long to be something I think I'll ever do.
Plus I want a DIY hunt or nothing. I love reading Monte Brownings moose and bear adventures, that's as good as it gets. But like Kevin, I have zero interest in a guided hunt or paying anyone to help me out, which is required by law in a lot of places.
A couple years ago there was a simple story in the PBS magazine of a fella that had worked in a southern sawmill and had limited money or time off but had learned to make his own adventures locally with limited resources. I can fully relate to him and have been able to have some pretty cool hunts within a few hours drive .
So I still read about Monte and similar folks a d dream, but it's just not gonna happen for me
Roy,
Sixty-nine years old and I have never jumped out of a plane. I had a chance in 1975 To go through jump school but I had to extend a year more in the Army and I wasn't willing to pay that price. I do wish some days I had but it's ok.
I still dream about various hunts ( not Grizzly bear however). I have the opportunity to put in for a moose draw and a sheep draw, so I do that and dream about what if. The odds are way against me and that's ok.
This year I enjoyed a deer hunt with a guy I havnt seen in sixty years and what a great time that was! I've been elk hunting with my son four times, and cherish that. Lots of deer hunting with my dad, and grandsons too.
So I'll keep dreaming about hunting, and maybe I'll hunt some deer, maybe a pronghorn hunt, maybe one more black bear hunt, and maybe I'll get to hunt wild pigs some time. Buy maybe none of them will happen. Tomorrow is guaranteed to no one. But I get a lot of pleasure thinking and maybe planning about what might happen in the future. ANTICIPATION is a good thing, maybe a great thing.
I agree with the preference for DIY. I've hunted and killed antelope, mule, and of course whitetails DIY many times. My antelope hunt this fall will be another DIY. However, like many have reported the Grizz isn't available to most without a guide.
Also, I've learned over the years (mainly with elk), it takes me more than one hunt to get things figured out enough to have much chance of success.
Also, I have friends, son, and a brother that like to join me on hunts. I love that company and great memories are made. However, it does put a lot more pressure on the DIY hunt manager (me). Like many here, I usually put myself in the least successful "spot or situation" because I relish the success of those close to me more. I am grateful that I enjoy more tag soup after these hunts than those who are counting on my judgement.
I have never wanted to hunt Grizzly, but elk, moose, and caribou were on my list. Unfortunately, I never could afford such a trip. Now at 72, I fear I am just too old to do it. Luckily, deer have always been plentiful, and I have had access to several really good hunting tracts. Therefore, I have never felt left out of the hunting scene, as I really enjoy hunting deer. I did jokingly mention to my wife that I might like to hunt out of state. This was shortly after we bought a small tract of land. Her immediate response was that we had just bought land in this county, so I would be hunting in Haddock, Georgia (about 10 minutes away). That definitely settles the issue.
On my first "trip of a lifetime " in Britsh Columbia in 1979 I was offered a chance to come back to BC the next fall too hunt grizzly for $2500. The hunt I was on was for Moose, Goat and caribou that cost me $2250. I had not had a day off for almost 2 yrs working 2 jobs to pay for this trip so I declined. To this day I don't regret my decision as time with my 2 young girls was more important. My last big trip I was into big bears everyday on Kodiak , just tried to stay out of their way.
When I was a kid, my dream was a jacked up 4x4 F150. I could have had one a long time ago, but my dreams have changed and my sense of economics has evolved. I still look at them with admiration occasionally bordering on lust, but when I remember that every dollar that I spend on one thing is a dollar I can't spend on anything else, I eventually get over it. The biggest thing that middle class wage earners who have accumulated significant financial rewards have in common is that they drive Honda Accords or Toyota Camrys until the wheels fall off and that they live in modest houses. There are countless of examples of people packing peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for years so that they can achieve their financial goals.
Life is about balance though and everyone has to find their own. A fat bank account at 80 is nice, but generally speaking people don't have the drive to maximize or enjoy it at that age. In my mind, it is much better to have a bit less in the bank then and to be drawing the dividends of life experiences and quality memories. An epic trip made at 20 pays more lifetime memory dividends than one made at 70. Sometimes, you have to eat the peanut butter and jelly to make those memories.
We only get one ride on this rodeo. You can make most things happen if you want them bad enough. When I say I probably won't ever have a jacked up pickup truck, what I am really saying is that I want something else more. At my age, I am starting to seriously plan for retirement and figure out what my goals and priorities are. One strong priority is a lot of memories to look back on if I live long enough to make it to my rocking chair years. For me that means trips and experiences. There is a book called "Die With Zero" by Bill Perkins that addresses some of these concepts.
Sorry for the ramble, but I am really focused on this topic. I spend a lot of effort trying to have a healthy work/life balance.
Always wanted to go Elk hunting but now that I have the ability to afford it I no longer have the health. Sometimes that's just the way it goes.
Without a chance to become so, a dream will always remain a dream.
Growing up I saw many close friends and relatives spend their time dreaming about something/s, it rarely happened. Analyzing their behaviors, it became apparent to me most of them never attempted to make their dream/s happen; They were satisfied with the dream.
I must confess, in the late 70's, just out of high school, while going to college, I was a fly fishing addict (my dad is responsible for that addiction). Every summer was spent thumbing through every western state, Canada, and Alaska, fishing any river that looked like it could be or I had heard was good fishing. Worked the midnight shift building L1011's for Lockheed to finance college, my wrestling, and summer fishing addictions. Never regretted the loss of sleep or mediocre grades.
When I discovered big game hunting in August 1984, I quit coaching HS wrestling, it conflicted with my new found passion. After finishing my commitment for the following school year, moved to Idaho to spend more time hunting and fishing. Financially, definitely not the best decision. I have never regretted making my adventures happen, the good and bad and/or the easy and hard ones.
Dreams become reality, thus memories, when one makes them so. Yes, there are obstacles, often presented by others, though more often they are one's owns self-imposed parameters or limits. The journey create memories, regardless of the dream being achieved. Often, the attempt or journey becomes more fulfilling and/or memorable than ones dream when it is achieved. Most important, one must do what is needed for their dreams to have a chance of becoming reality.
Ones life, as well as ones memories, mostly consist of what you do.....or don't do. At minimum, when you are old and broken, be able to say to yourself, I tried to make it so.....and often did.
Good thoughts Walt.
Grizzly has always been my dream hunt, but I don't think it will ever become a reality for me.
Roy,
First off, thank you for your service, especially in a time when it was not appreciated by so many in this country. I too have accepted there are hunts I'll never afford. I try to pack meals when I travel and I tell my wife the money saved goes towards my next diy elk hunt. I do dream of Alaska, I don't care what species though. I may never make it but I'm a firm believer in having a dream to chase! I'm glad you are enjoying time with your grandchildren, so many of our Airborne Brothers never got that chance. Stay safe, shoot straight, and keep your feet and knees together. All The Way
Joshua,
I have the highest respect for our past and current service men and women. I need to correct the record. When I jumped out of that little airplane, it was purely recreational. It was a private plane and I was headed off to college soon after. I did not service in any of the branches.
Sorry if my post confused that issue. However, it is your kind thoughts that count.
Thank you for YOUR service.
Roy
I was a dreamer early in life and about age 30 realized that time was passing me by. I did a solo Alaska caribou hunt and after that, all I could do was plan that next wild adventure. I was of modest means but I knew that I didn't want life to pass me by. I worked a second job to pay for those early trips and eventually built a company to help fulfill my dreams. Every hunt was self guided where legal. I'm not sure what I would do if I couldn't look forward to the next adventure. Waiting on the world to get back to normal a bit right now and then it's off to Australia for Buffalo.
Everyone has a different way of dreaming but I have always encouraged others to stop just dreaming about their life's adventures and DO IT! If you have to save a year or even 10 years-do it!
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I use to do a lot of those hunts. Now as I am getting older and have more money and time I find I get the most enjoyment hunting my farm in the mountains of WV. I'd just as soon hunt those mountain bucks now than anything else. Some species I wanted to hunt you can't even get tags for. I always have tags at the farm and can take the wife and enjoy it with her. Kinda nice sitting on the porch eating dinner with the wife and having a glass of wine after hunting my own place.
I dreamed of hunting caribou and moose. As a kid growing up rabbit and grouse hunting I had dreams. But by the time I had the time and money to, I realized I had no place in my house for a caribou or moose mount and I eat venison every week from deer I kill right here.
There are plenty of folks with lots of disposable income who can and do afford. As herd numbers of animals like caribou and elk continue to decline the haves (or Jones) are bidding the costs so high soon America will be like Europe.
As for me I just think it's kind of selfish for me to save 5 or 10 years for a hunt that is a few days, that I may not have anything to show for it when it's over then have to live with what I could have done for my family with that same money.
Once upon a time I was consumed with hunting and fishing. Won a good amount of money fishing tournaments (basically enough to pay for my boats and deer leases) and spent a lot of time away from home. Never did make it to B.A.S.S. Pro or the FLW tour. But I dreamed about it. Never killed a 150+ inch whitetail either.
I'll never kill a grizzly. Or a moose. Or a caribou. But I may get lucky and kill another deer or three next season, a few pigs tween now and then.
If The Lord God wills it and allows me one more year.
Growing up I used to always love watching or reading stuff by guys like Jim Shockey or Tom Miranda who were always going after different species in different parts of the world. It was really exciting stuff for a kid to realize that there is more out there to hunt than just whitetails in Michigan. While I was somewhat unrealistically inspired by reading about the slams and N.A. 29, those desires to go hunt new species in exciting new areas has stuck with me. I would love the opportunity to just try a bit of everything. Will I ever shoot all 5 caribou species? Probably not, but I'd sure like to try for one of the subspecies to get a taste of caribou hunting. Same with all of the other "groups", I'd love to experience hunting for them. Whether I'm successful in harvesting something isn't overly important. Obviously that would be great, but a huge part of hunting for me is the experience, and I would love to experience things such as hunting a muskox in the arctic, or a mountain hunt for goats, as I doubt I could ever afford a sheep hunt. Just stuff like that.
I've kind of based my career goals around this idea, whether or not that was a foolish thing to do is yet to be determined, but I'm hoping not. I'm just going to try and make things happen as best as I can and who knows, maybe one day I'll kill a grizzly.