Grandma Bags Her First Caribou
In 1974 Joyce Snow started her hunting adventure when she was first invited to join her husband and his two brothers on a whitetail hunt. She grew up with a father who hunted, and enjoyed the exhilaration of hunting in Minnesota. In 2005, Snow and her husband moved to Clam Gulch, Alaska. Snow has dreamed of getting a moose, but so far has been unsuccessful. She and her husband tried another avenue - caribou.
This August they tried for the Forty Mile herd that lives north of Fairbanks. “It was quite a bit different than hunting in the woods of Minnesota. Having those wide-open spaces for a half mile was amazing,” she said. “Looking across to the next peak illuminated by the morning sun with half-hidden fluffy cumulus clouds behind it, we realized that we were indeed at the ‘Top of the World.’”
Snow and her husband spotted a duo of caribou on the peak over, but were unable to determine the sex. They tried to get closer to the caribou, but the caribou stayed at least 500 feet from them. Caribou male and female both have antlers, and it is very important to determine the sex when hunting so as to get the correct sex. That evening they saw more caribou, and realized they were at a good location. The next morning when starting out Snow and her husband decided to go to the top of a peak and let the caribou come to them.
They first saw a pair of caribou at about half a mile. Snow and her husband disagreed on the antlers, Snow believed one was a male and her husband wasn't sure. The caribou came closer, and at about 250 yards Snow's husband gave her the go ahead. She aimed her 30.06 Remington rifle and shot.
The buck stopped dead in his tracks. Snow and her husband quartered the caribou, hauling it out on the winter sled their grandchildren play on in the snow. They had such a good time they plan on making it an annual adventure.
“I still want to get a moose one of these days,” she said. “So I guess I’ll keep hunting for as long as I physically can.” From The Homer Tribune.