Hunting Shows and Conventions

Hunting Shows and Conventions

It’s hard to believe that February marks my second year of writing my blog.  It has been fun and I thank all of you for your comments and continuous support reading my stories and sharing the site.  It is now in 97 countries and almost 1200 cities.  I recently added over 250 photos of animals and scenery and some from upcoming stories in the “other photo” category.  You might want to check them out.

I know for some of you diehard hunters, stories about the business itself doesn’t interest you but please hang in there because I have many more hunting stories.  I just want people to get a better understanding of the outfitting business. 

Moose Hunting at Fog Lakes

Moose Hunting at Fog Lakes

After completing my first tour of duty at Elmendorf AFB I had no idea that I would be returning to and retiring in Alaska fifteen years later.  It was a dream come true. 

 

The Orton's

The Orton's

This is my last story of the year and I want to wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year.

Hunting The Tok

Hunting The Tok

This is the fiftieth story that I have posted on my blog, Hunting Adventures with Roger Morris (HARM), so I wanted it to be special.  I have many more stories planned but since sheep have always been my passion, I felt another sheep story was only fitting.  I have hunted the Tok Management Area three times and all were very special hunts so I have included all three.

Forced To Land

Forced To Land

Flying small planes is an awesome experience for most pilots and for most of their passengers.  However, there are those who prefer to just stay on the ground.  That is the case with my wife, Karen.  She has never been a fan of flying in small planes and particularly didn’t like flying in a super cub.   She was constantly checking the gas levels, hated the noise but more than that she didn’t like that she could see everything around her, feeling unprotected.  That of course is one of the main reasons most of us super cub pilots love it.

Mik's Place

Mik's Place

Every hunter has their favorite hunting spot and that is also true of guides.  However, as an outfitter, having six to eight hunters at a time, three times during our fall season, I needed around ten different campsites so I could rotate their use.  I was always on the lookout for new camps. 

Gulch Creek

Gulch Creek

Gulch Creek has a special place in my hunting memories.  Not only was it a gorgeous game filled little valley, but it provided access to Walker Creek and Falls Creek.  I killed my first big game animal, a mountain goat, my first black bear, my first animal with a bow, another mountain goat, and it was where I slept overnight without a sleeping bag for the first time and more than likely the first time that I almost died climbing a cliff.  There were many of those times.

AAA's Big Moose

AAA's Big Moose

I just returned from our annual family caribou/moose hunt so there was no post last week.  We had a great time.  Our main objective was to get my granddaughter Rachel a caribou.  Unfortunately, that didn't happen and for the first time in that area, I didn't see a single caribou.  We were so bummed, but on a positive note, Brent's grandson Brian and his dad Steve Crim were with us and Brian took a 42" moose.  We were all very excited for him.  That was the sixth moose that we have taken out of that area with the largest being 49 inches.  That is what happens when you issue "any" bull permits.  Everyone shoots small bulls, so there will never be any big ones.  This current story shows what happens when you have a size restriction, you get bigger moose.  Enjoy all of the following pictures of our giant moose.

Nathan's Turn

Nathan's Turn

Being the youngest in the family has its advantages and disadvantages.   One disadvantage when it comes to hunting in our family is the oldest usually gets the first opportunity to harvest each of the different species.  Nathan knew his turn would come and took it in stride, always happy for his siblings.  He was the last one to take a black bear, next to last for caribou but now it was his turn for moose.

Hunting Sheep In Glacier Country

Hunting Sheep In Glacier Country

It’s August 10th and again I’m not celebrating my birthday on the mountain chasing sheep.  This is getting to be a bad habit and unlike last year I didn’t even get drawn for a late sheep permit.  So, I guess the next best thing is to write about two special hunts in the majestic Wrangell Mountains hunting around glaciers.  Both were very tough hunts and at my age now I don’t think I could make the trip out with a full sheep.  Carrying a 100 pound pack in rough country for fifteen miles is a tough go, so I guess those days are over.  With that let’s go sheep hunting!!