Finally getting around to a full recap of my trip. Ankle feels better but still sore and questionable. Still planning to head back for last week of season but it might have to be a different experience.
At any rate, I'm gonna try to post some pics and hit the high points. This may take a few days.
Part 1:
Got my 10 day pack to right at 50# for the 8 mile hike to base camp at 10,700 feet.
On my drive from town to my TH, I always try to pound as much water, and sometimes pickle juice, as I can. Water is free in the area where I like to hunt, so I never carry any in with me. Just stop and scoop at each opportunity and keep on sippin throughout the day. I have a sawyer bottle type container with internall filter to sip from and I always take several empty bag type containers plus a screw on sawyer filter and a good number of iodine tabs.
Right before I was ready to hit the trail, a guy from Lobo Outfitters came running up to me in the parking lot as I was on the back of my truck locking down coolers and fiddling with gear. "Can you plz help us? We gotta problem with a horse". I'm thinking, "buddy, unless that horse needs killin, I don't think I'm the help you're lookin for", but I jumped off my truck and ran over to the "scene".
When I make it over, first thing I see is a horse ass, then his head, and all 4 feet AND legs literally wrapped around the back right tire of a brand new shiny ford pickup. The side panel was scratched the hell up and beat to sht.
We tried pulling and tugging on all four legs without much luck. One leg came flying out and almost whacked all 3 of us in the face. Then somehow, the dumb ass horse got it stuck right back. Since I wasn't getting paid to get stomped, I changed my perspective a bit and suggested that we (we being not me but one of the hired hands) let the air out of that tire. Don't know if that helped or not but we finally got all 4 legs out. The horse had given up by this point, laying flat on ground with eyes rolled back in his head.
He was cut up on his hocks pretty good but soon popped up, walked a bit and seemed alright. They called for another hand to bring a sub horse, I quietly slid outta that sht show, and hit the trail.