Bighorn Hunting Alpharetta GA

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Chattahoochee River National Recreation Area
(678) 538-1200
1978 Island Ford Pkwy
Atlanta, GA
Other Activties
Biking; Boating; Fishing; Hiking; Horseback Riding; Hunting; Picnicking; Visitor Center; Water Sports; Wildlife Viewing

Jennifer Aina
(770) 813-1323
2860 Peachtree Ind. Blvd Ste 1000
Duluth, GA
Agency
Costa Rica Dream Adventures
Membership Associations
American Society of Travel Agents
Destinations
Latin America & Mexico
Specialities
Adventure Travel, Destination Weddings, Family Fun, Family Travel, Fishing / Hunting, Great Outdoors, Honeymoon, Lifestyle / Family / Specialty, Luxury Travel, Meeting Planning / Events, Nature, National Parks, Singles, Student / Youth
Website
www.costaricadreamadventures.com

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David`s Gun Room
(770) 447-6021
5074 Buford Highway
Norcross, GA
 
Deercreek Gun Shop
(770) 425-5060
280 South Fairground Street Southeast
Marietta, GA
 
Pinckney Island National Wildlife Refuge
(912) 832-4608
Administrative Office - 1000 Business Center Drive
Savannah, GA
Other Activties
Hiking; Hunting; Interpretive Programs; Wildlife Viewing

Lake Sidney Lanier
(770) 945-9531
1050 Buford Dam Road
Buford, GA
Other Activties
Biking; Boating; Camping; Fishing; Hiking; Horseback Riding; Hunting; Interpretive Programs; Picnicking; Recreational Vehicles; Visitor Center; Water Sports; Wildlife Viewing

Roswell Gun Specialty
(770) 751-1511
11240 Alpharetta Hwy
Roswell, GA
 
Tucker Gun LLC
(770) 493-9400
3996 Lawrenceville Highway
Tucker, GA
 
Bull`s Eye Indoor Range & Gun Shop
(770) 963-6556
221 West Crogan Street
Lawrenceville, GA
 
Allatoona Lake
(678) 721-6700
P.O. Box 487
Cartersville, GA
Other Activties
Boating; Camping; Fishing; Hiking; Historic & Cultural Site; Horseback Riding; Hunting; Interpretive Programs; Picnicking; Recreational Vehicles; Visitor Center; Water Sports; Wildlife Viewing

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Preparing for a Bighorn Hunt

Engaged in a peerless but somewhat reckless parody imitating a bolt of greased lightning, I narrowly missed setting a new world’s record in the three-meter dash as I darted for the warmth of my down filled sleeping bag. Piling under the covers, I stuffed myself deep inside the cozy refuge in hopes of kick starting my circulation again, after stumbling around in the pre-dawn darkness brewing a fire to life with frost covered tinder.

As I lay there listening to the wind bluster down the craggy walls of the valley, the old tin box in the corner started to cough and groan, each sputter it made belching forth a chimney full of sparks that would go dancing up through the treetops like tiny fireworks before they fizzled from life and delicately swirled back to the ground disguised as miniature ash bombs. I hadn’t even the time yet to reach a hand and wipe the sleep from my eyes or enjoy the small waves of heat starting to trickle my way, when my outfitter rapped a couple times on the canvas shell of my wall tent.

“Up and at ‘em, Steve!” he barked. “The cats are back in camp, and coffee’s a brewing!” Half turning to leave, he illuminated my gear with the yellow beam of his flashlight. “Oh ya, sure hope you got film in that there camera of yours because you’re going to need it!”

My head still whirling in a dizzy haze of dreamland wonder, I yawned, reached for the stars to stretch the well rested knots from my back, then let a big shiver go. “Brrrrr ... holy snappers is it cold,” I thought and half said to myself, rolling out of a toasty bedroll and into starch stiff hunting duds I could have sworn had spent the night in an icebox.

Shuffling around the now growling stove to warm up a few of my more tender spots, I scratched a couple itchy body parts that were nagging me, including the top of my head. “The cats are back in camp? Huh, better go check this out,” I muttered groggily. Taking one last sweet draw of smoke emanating from crackling flames gnawing through an armload of sappy pine I had fed the toasty fire, I jumped into sodden boots, and stepped beneath a wonder of twinkling stars. Burning off yonder over the easterly mountain range, an abysmal pool of molten darkness was busy fighting off an encroaching sunrise. It would only be a matter of time before the purple hue draped across the horizon melted into a fiery mixture of pastel rapture. In bliss, I stood there awe struck inhaling the beauty of it all, relishing the promise of yet another day climbing mountains in pursuit of bighorn rams.

I was in paradise chasing a lifelong passion of hunting sheep, a small niche of heaven in the Rocky Mountains. It was grizzly country, as grizzly country as you could ever expect to find. The makeshift electric fencer strung around camp was an affidavit to that. So were all the fresh bear diggings down along the creek that riffled past our rustic lodgings no more than a strong arm’s throw away. If that wasn’t enough, there were countless tales swapped o...

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