Killing a Mountain Caribou
Arctic Red River Outfitters
Mackenzie Mountains, N.W.T., Canada
Jason Hairston
Killing a Mountain Caribou

Mountain Hunting is the only sport which requires three days of travel, several hotels, two commercial flights, one semi-commercial twin otter flight, three 4-wheeler rides, the rushed near forced consumption of a chunky bowl of stew made with meat of indeterminate origin and a helicopter flight over the watersheds of the Arctic Red and Cranswick Rivers in the Northern MacKenzie Mountains of the Northwest Territories operated by a pilot prone, rumor has it, to seizures, not to mention weeks if not months of preparation in regards to kit and fitness, as well as some serious cash and a large duffle bag should you be returning to America with a dead animal(s), just to show-up at the start line.


In the rain on a ridge more than eight miles from a gravel landing strip and after an athletic six hour stalk, Jason, two days after killing a fully-tipped classic looking Dall's Sheep Ram11Ovis dalli is a species of sheep native to northwestern North America, ranging from white to slate brown in color and having curved yellowish brown horns., sights-in before whacking a Mountain Caribou22e.g Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen and Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer with “trash everywhere and junk going out in all different directions.”

Mountain Hunting

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