Where the buffalo roam

Gord Vaadeland still operates under the name of "Sturgeon River Ranch" and offers horse ride tours in and out of Prince Alberta National Park. .

I know who Gord is. I live downriver a few miles. My question was directed at Dogleg, another local who might have a real answer, which is why...
Do you know if they still do it Dogleg?

well sh!t no sense replying to pink...
 
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In the slim event I become an eccentric billionaire (halfway there, got the eccentric) I'm purchasing a large arctic island and putting cloning technology to actual productive use. Within twenty years of beginning the project we should have huntable populations of wooly rhino, mammoth, sabretooth, and short faced bears. Maybe some of those giant carnivorous pigs too. Bring the dangerous to dangerous game, we could advertise "70% hunt success rate!", meaning 70% hunter survival. Sigh... A guy can dream.

The beauty of it is the "7-08 for anything on the continent" folks could put their money where their mouth is.
 
The beauty of it is the "7-08 for anything on the continent" folks could put their money where their mouth is.

I imagine they mean "currently existing..."

If you have an island breach, I imagine all of those "once-fired" big bores will finally be flying off the LGS gun racks...
 
Will you make me a Sasquatch herd too please? :)

In the slim event I become an eccentric billionaire (halfway there, got the eccentric) I'm purchasing a large arctic island and putting cloning technology to actual productive use. Within twenty years of beginning the project we should have huntable populations of wooly rhino, mammoth, sabretooth, and short faced bears. Maybe some of those giant carnivorous pigs too. Bring the dangerous to dangerous game, we could advertise "70% hunt success rate!", meaning 70% hunter survival. Sigh... A guy can dream.

The beauty of it is the "7-08 for anything on the continent" folks could put their money where their mouth is.
 
Had an escaped bull by the house and in my hay field a couple of years back. Dog barking made us aware of him. Phoned the RCMP, asking if I could shoot him, but couldn't convince the lady it wasn't a prank. :) We were worried about putting our horses through a fence, they'd obviously never seen one, so I took the .338 on a buffalo hunt. Decided a warning shot might make him leave. It didn't. While I was deciding best bullet placement, truck roars into the field and chased him out. Couple of the neighbor's bulls had escaped and spent the winter in the river valley, just over the hill.

Grizz
 
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