This was my fourth trip up to the Yukon and I foolishly thought that maybe, just maybe, this time, I might be able to calmly and professionally go about the hunt. Boy, was I wrong!! You just never get used to the majesty, scenery and outright awe of the Yukon. It feels new all over again. The mountains, trees, river and….well, the wildlife.
Especially, the Alaskan Yukon Moose! You just can’t take for granted, or get “used to,” a 1600 lb. animal. As in years past, we ventured up and down the beautiful river, encountered various weather conditions, and put plenty of miles on our Rocky boots. In the end, Keith and I both put moose on the ground….well, actually, we both put our moose in the river.
Which, by the way, created a whole new world of wet and other complications we’ve yet to encounter in the Yukon. It’s like I said at the beginning…you just never “get used to” the Yukon.