It had been 44 years since the last time I was in the Ishawooa Creek drainage. The last time I was there, I was hunting with my cousin out of a mountain man homestead and he took his bighorn sheep in there that year. It was awesome. I thought, someday I’m going to hunt a bighorn sheep. Little did I know it was going to be 44 years and two busted plans before I got my chance at a ram.