On the only trip that I shot a ram, we spotted the band at about 10:00am just above our camp. We went up after them but on the end, they all bedded down in this bowl about 300-400 yards away and had all three of us pinned in the rocks for about 4 hours until they finally got up and wandered over the ridge so we could get back down to the horses and back to camp. Next morning went up the other side ov the valley thinking they would have gone around but found them again on in the same bowl they bedded the day before. We gave Dad first shot (because he is old) and my brother snd I flipped for second shot which I won. So, the plan was that my brother would go above the sheep and Dad and I would work our way to them thinking when the shooting starts the sheep will go up and over the ridge and pass right past my brother to do so. So, while Dad and I were working our way to the sheep, my brother was laying a a huge rock maybe 50 yards from the band looking over each one through the scope do he would know which one to look for when all hell broke loose. Meanwhile, Dad and I were almost on top of the sheep but could still not see them as they were just below cruise. My brother later said that he could see us snd the sheep and were only separated by maybe 40 yards and couldn’t figure out why we weren’t shooting or the sheep scattering. Then one heard us, stood up and climbed onto a huge rock and looked right at Dad and I from mane 30 yards. Dad had the cross hairs on it neck and suspected “when he turns his head, if he is legal he is dead”. Then the cream looked away, definitely legal and boom. Ram falls back off the rock, I jump up ready to shoot snd the sheep are nowhere to be seen. WTF, then Dad says “they are over there”. They did not follow protocol and instead of fleeing up and over the ridge, the ran below Dad and me and had went straight west. I turn to see a dozen white asses all running straight away so I run after them. They go though a chute and come out the other side confused and milling around perhaps 75 yards away. I hitched ground and shoulder my rifle prone, pick the ram I wanted And pulled the trigger……”click” WTF?????. So do I have a misfire or hang fire ???. Don’t really want to open the action if it a hang but I lean over Face the breech away from me and open the chamber, cartridge ejected but now I am laying on my ammo pouch so roll over, pull out another round and insert. Then get back tongue sheep and they are all on the run again

. I wait and watch and at about 150 yards the one I wanted turned broadside to go up hill and I shot it. Meanwhile, my brother is running along the ridge, stopped and shot, a hit but not a good hit. In the end he did get that ram but had to run them down for over a mile. His kill shot was 25 yards. The next day.
View attachment 1161230A couple days later on the way out.
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