Garnerbiker's Journey on planet Earth

This blog started as a trip journal for the summer of 2011 Europe trip of 69 days. My wife Katherine, and I decided to use the entire summer break that teachers get, and go crazy. Everything was new to us. I was surprised at the blog's following. It has now become a tradition to travel on our breaks and blog about it. I write mostly as a journal for myself and students, but also give travel ideas to others that might want to travel like us, or go to the places we have seen. Take a look at what's on here. The experiences that I have had through travel are continuously shaping my life. I recommend you get out there and do it!

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Monday, April 25, 2022

1994 Europe Trip (Austria - France - Germany)

 Hey guys, I found this hard copy in my parents basement.  I guess it's my first ever trip report at 14 years old. 






















Tuesday, December 8, 2020

2020 Bighorn Ewe Hunt

If you are interested in the area we hunt, please contact me and maybe we can trade info on hunting areas.  I am happy to share info as it might help make your hunt successful.

garnerbiker@mac.com

This year's hunt season began with pulling three tags between Katherine and myself.   We were really excited until we noticed that they were all for the same time in October.  There was no way we could take on all that hunting, much less eat all that meat.  We each drew a mule deer and I drew a ewe bighorn sheep.  We made the decision to give back the mule deer tags and focus on the ewe.  In the years past, we have hunted 4+ hours away from Vegas, but now we were looking at traveling only an hour from town. Since the area is so close to town, logistically it should be easier, right?  While we gained proximity, we also gained a massive challenge with terrain.  The hunt unit is steep and the rocks are extremely sharp.  However, we were both very exited to have the opportunity to hunt a bighorn.  Another benefit of being close to town is that I had a few friends interested in scouting and joining the actual hunt that otherwise would not have been available to assist.  Being able to share this experience with good friends will make it that much more special.

Immediately after deciding to pour our energy into the ewe hunt, Katherine and I began e-scouting and formulating a plan.  We couldn't wait to get out on the ground scouting in person.  Most of the driving trails in the hunt area are accessible, right off main highways and in good condition.  But.... there is the heat!  Our scouting had to happen in not so comfortable 100+ degree temperatures.  The heat might bother us, but not the sheep.  They are well adapted to this terrain.

From a distance, the female bighorn sheep can be difficult to distinguish from the young male sheep.  Because of this, the Nevada Department of Wildlife requires you to complete a short training outlining the differences.  In the vast expanses of the desert we look through optics at very great distances, so we were happy to practice identification on real animals on our numerous scouting trips.  

Below is a bighorn ewe holding her trademark pose.  We saw them standing on the edge of cliffs like this quite often, so they can get a look at the terrain below.

Bighorn ewe posing for the camera.

On an early scouting trip we hiked a circuitous route in an attempt to sneak up on a water source.  After only 15 minutes of leaving the truck and gaining the first crest, we saw these gentlemen lounging in the morning sunrise.  We kept our distance behind a rock at 180 yards, took some pictures, and went on our way.

Group of three rams.

On another scouting trip, we planned to enter a canyon and gain a ridge for a view of the surrounding area.  We didn't even finish ascending the first section when we were on sheep 150 yards away and about a quarter mile from the truck.  Too bad it was not hunt day.  You know how it sometimes goes; you see gobs of animals while scouting and then you can't find them when the hunt begins.  I certainly hoped this was not to be our case, but we have been know to have bad luck.  

Katherine spying on a group about to descend into the cliffs. 

The bighorn leave signs everywhere!  They create little "beds" to nestle into the ground and typically leave their signature pellets ringing the edges.  Soft ground to lay on is difficult to find, so the bighorn paw down at the ground and soften things up.


After another long scouting hike with some friends, we noticed some commotion right by the truck.  Yup, sheep were hangin out right there at the road.  We were really close to the state park, and were not timid, so I suspect they are often fed.  They were definitely accustomed to people.

This particular ewe is really old.  You can count the rings on her horns just like a tree!

We covered terrain so desolate, I could imagine myself being on the surface of Mars! We saw sheep tracks everywhere though, so there must be just enough tasty bushes and cacti for them to survive.  Not me, I would last maybe two days before I succumbed to the desert.  Most likely, Katherine would eat me first. 


Katherine looking for the critters WAY in the distance. This lookout was super cool, but we only saw a small group of sheep.

After spotting sheep in the previous weeks, I thought to invite some friends on a "nature" hike.  It turned out to be quite the trek, but we lost track of how many sheep we saw after the 50 count.  Really!  It was super windy but the sheep didn't seem to mind.  They went along with their foraging and walking to water sources.  My friends were quite impressed with what they saw and the sheer volume of sheep in the area. 

Katherine glassing.  Note the sun and wind protection.


Andrew and Katherine checking out the sheep in the distance.  Of course, right at the sun.  Ouch!

Me and Katherine posing for a rare photo of us together.  


This ewe was checking us out early in the morning and eventually crept over to a cliff edge and easily walked herself down.  Not me!


THE HUNT

Alright, enough scouting.  We know where they are, and now we have to make it happen.  Since the hunt area was so close to home, the plan was to not take days off work, and hunt the three weekends of the season in October and give it our best.  I had friends lined up to assist and three main areas to attempt to find a lovely lady sheep.  All meat procurement gear, optics, rifle, food, camping gear, etc. was checked and re-checked again.  In the end, we decided to take one day off of work to have 3 days to hunt the first weekend, which should give us a better chance of success. 

Day one of the hunt was steep, nasty, and dry.  

We were quickly on animals and even got within 50 yards of ewes.  But, taking a shot at their butts and with a cliff in front of them was NOT how it was going down.  It was quite thrilling to get so close though.


The opening day crew ascending to the giant ridge.

Ahh, the excitement of gaining the ridge in early morning. 

The entire first day was spent finding sheep and sneaking over to them and having them just run away. Stalking game trails didn't seem like a good idea because there were just so many of them.  What should we do?  Well, we rested in a mini cave and talked about it quietly around lunch time.  But then, a trio of young rams marched our way and didn't even notice us.  We just watched them from 150-200 yards and they moved along.  We saw a big group of ewes far off in the distance going to one of the water catchments (aka, a guzzler) but, they were too far.  Maybe tomorrow?  We then decided to hike ourselves back down to the truck and make for camp.  Tomorrow, the plan was to hit the area where the group of ewes were headed and make it happen.  Of course, on the way down we ran into more sheep.  They were all in no-go terrain however.

Back at camp, Matt offered me a quick shower in his tailer which was super nice.  We ate and talked about the next day's plan.  

The next morning, Karl was to arrive really early at camp and drive up with us to the entry point, and Ryan would be up a little later and planned to meet us on the trail. We piled in the H3 and Karl's Jeep and drove to the access point.  It was quiet and chilly.  Hiking in the early morning Mojave air is like nothing else.  Up the canyon we went, sneaking around every corner looking for a suitable ewe.  

Once we got to a massive viewing area, we had a ram with one horn just above us checking out our business.  Katherine and I mobilized and went around the corner to see very fine ewes in shooting distance, but they meandered into a crevice. NO!  I lay there in the prone position ready to go, but no shot presented itself. 

After this mini folly, we headed back to the group of helpers. Matt and Andrew were glassing with Wayne and Karl was.... reading a book!  He said, "I am here for the meat haul, right?  Well then, just go get one!"  This was actually a smart move on his part since too many people in the open would just scare them away.  His plan was to lie low and be there when needed.  I was amazed at how relaxed he could be.  Some sheep came over the hill and we saw them from 400 yards out, but they went back over.  Surely they would be back.

I had been in this area before a few weeks prior, and I knew of a central "perch," as I called it, that would give me a 360 degree view of the area.  Katherine and I headed for it and set up.   

Katherine on the "perch" hoping to blend into the environment.  
I was lying down in the prone position just past her in a flat area, but highly exposed. 

Katherine had only been glassing for about 30 seconds when a group of sheep came over the ridge.  I wasn't even in position yet!  I scrambled to get prone and check out the sheep through the scope.  There was one ewe and two yearling rams.  Yup, rams that look like females!  Don't you dare mess up and wing one of them or else you are in big trouble.  We whispered and discussed the sex of the critters and relayed info to Andrew and the crew manning the more powerful spotting scope.  

Finally, there was a clear shot, with little swirling wind.  I was comfortable in my prone position.  We triple checked the call between myself and Katherine and it was a "go."  I sent the 7mm Rem Mag (thanks Alan!) 370 yards and, after feeling the full body concussion, saw the ewe drop.  I knew it was a solid hit by the sound.  Katherine and Andrew confirmed "She's down!"

I quickly radioed to Andrew and told the crew that I was going to move quickly to get to the site since it was down the canyon and then up the other side to get to her.  I would be in radio contact and in visual contact the entire time, thank goodness.  Upon arriving, she was a very impressive creature for sure.  I was in amazement to say the least.  It went down as planned.  There were plenty of people to get her field dressed, skinned, quartered, and off the mountain quickly and cleanly, and it was a one shot quick kill. 


This is a happy crew after miles of hiking and days spent scouting.  


The ewe was down around 8:30 AM and the sun was starting to heat up.  We quickly built a shade structure to keep off the direct sunlight and got to work.  There was something very strange throughout the entire cleaning operation; the sheep had pretty much NO smell. Normally, while field dressing and quartering for the pack out, there is a "smell."  There was nothing.  Ryan was making his way up the canyon when he heard the shot.  I gave him some rough directions over the radio and he easily found us.  Now, we had even more help. That's how we do it!  

We split the pieces among the group and made for the exit point. 


Myself and Katherine ready to hike out. 

All the sheep pieces fit into the ORCA cooler perfectly and we had plenty of ice packets.  While working on the animal, we were even able to hang meat in the bushes and off the shade structure.  It cooled down nicely.

At camp, we had a little lunch and took it easy.  A successful hunt puts everyone in the very best of spirits.  We sat in the shade of Matt's trailer and had a wonderful time with the crew.  We stayed the night just for fun and to check out the stars with the spotting scope.  Not only does it help find animals, but does a pretty darn good job of looking at planets. The moons of Jupiter and rings of Saturn were easily seen that night. 

Back at camp right before departure in the morning. 

We packed up the next morning and headed back to town.  I kept the backstraps, tenderloins, and organs (heart + liver) to prepare myself immediately.  The quarters, neck, and rib meat were left with the butcher.  

It was only 34 lbs on the rack, and yielded 26 or so when processed. 

If you have been reading these hunting posts of mine you know what we eat first.  The heart!  Katherine makes a fine green chile marinade and then we skewer the chunks and sear them on the charcoal grill.  They only need a minute or two on a side over the highest heat you can get. BAM!  A few of the "crew" members were able to partake in this meal.  We were all truly thankful for a successful hunt.

The heart marinating.

Katherine with a section of back-strap.  

OK, let's get to it... Everyone asks, "How does sheep taste?"  I will tell you this. It's the best tasting meat we have hunted.  No, it's not like lamb.  No, it's not like pronghorn, beef, elk, or deer.  It has a taste all its own that I would say most like super mild elk.  We like pronghorn and deer and elk, and now we know we like bighorn too!  

While cleaning the sheep, she had a nice layer of internal fat, so she was really healthy.  I did notice while cooking the backstrap that there was a little fat rendering and bubbling out, which is different from other game extremely lean game we have prepared.  We broke down the animal fast, efficient, and clean which pays off in the end for sure.  Using the shade structure, ground tarp, gloves, and changing out blades on the knives is the only way to go.  There is no "gamey-ness" to this sheep AT ALL.  If you have sheep or any other game that tastes bad, maybe someone messed something up in the process or you found an old sick animal.  We were back to the vehicles in an hour of fast hiking, so it was on ice packets very fast, which helped.

The hunt was a success which maybe we over-planned for..... or is over-planning even a thing?

We decided that giving the other two deer tags back and collecting points was the way to go this season.  Don't spread yourself too thin on hunts.  Focus on what you can do the best job on and go for it!

Nevada, we love you!


Sunday, December 29, 2019

Nevada Bull Elk Hunt 2019

Late Season Bull Elk Hunt
NV Unit 231

Nov. 23-29, 2019

Tag holder: Garner
Friends on hunt: Katherine, Michael, Melissa, Brittany, Erik, Tommy, Tango
Friends contributing gear: Alan, Ronda, Ryan, Jason, Garth
Friends Scouting: Sean

The Backstory by Garner

After 8 years of gathering bull elk points in Nevada, I finally drew a tag for the coveted unit 231. The Nevada draw process was kind to us this year as we obtained 2 pronghorn tags, Katherine’s mule deer buck, and the bull elk tag. We were successful on my pronghorn hunt, but came up short on Katherine’s. Katherine gave her buck mule deer tag back to focus on my elk hunt and keep her points for the next year. It’s a crazy but fair process in Nevada and it keeps the wildlife management going in the right direction.

The planning for the elk hunt began as soon as I was notified of a successful draw in June. I put the message out to every friend across the country to spark interest in helping out. An elk hunt is a big deal, with a big animal, in BIG country. There was no way I wanted to do this by myself. I heard from a few pals, but it got narrowed down to Brittany and Erik from Atlanta, Michael and Melissa from Washington D.C., and Tommy from Vegas going on the hunt. That would be plenty of people to make this thing happen.

My long time hunting pal Alan had a very interesting way to help on this hunt. He never misses out on anything, but this time his job strapped him down. Knowing that the terrain was nasty and unforgiving, and we needed to pull a U-Haul trailer, he lent us his super capable Ram Power Wagon for the week….. without him, unfortunately. So, I traded him the SS and we were in text contact throughout the hunt via Garmin In-Reach devices. His truck made the trek very smooth and comfortable.

The gear layout process and checklist started weeks out. We had the entire front room of the house dedicated to the trip. Katherine and I did four scouting trips in the area checking trail access and camp locations. Each time we went out, the gear was reassessed and checked. And, we saw elk every time we went up there.

No hunt is complete without proper training with the weapon of choice. Since the shot could possibly be a long one, out to 400+ yards, Alan’s rifle was the best choice by far. He lent me the custom 7mm Rem Mag months out and I put it through its paces. I practiced every possible shooting position at varying ranges. Thankfully, Alan even took me to the 400 yard range to see what was possible. Unfortunately, with little to no wind. The actual hunt was unlikely to have perfect conditions.

Late Summer scouting with Sean

Pronghorn success with Andrew (unit 121)

Garner and Andrew in the final minutes of the day. 


Scouting and testing gear at Camp Asgard

Katherine glassing from White Rock Peak, Oct. 25th

2 weeks before the hunt, we noticed a few bedded like this.

The gear lay-out has begun.

Michael created a nifty comms station for basecamp.

The notes below are a special addition from Brittany. She quizzed everyone for details and kept on track. It gives a detailed description of each day.

Journal notes from the adventure by Brittany

Wildlife seen: Bluejays, Mountain Lion w/ kill in mouth, Bobcat (G only), Bull & Cow Elk, Buck & Doe Mule Deer 

We needed a poo journal!
We named a new camp: Winterfell/Storm Shield

Day 0 -- Saturday, 11/23

- Drove up and set up camp
- Erected the 40 ft. antenna
- Ate delicious taco/burritos for dinner 

Our caravan in Caliente, NV

Brit enjoying the brisk air in Caliente, NV. 

Setting up the mast at the first camp.

Hunt Day 1 -- Sunday, 11/24 

- K&G (Katherine and Garner) set off together, M&M (Michael and Melissa) stuck near the ridges over camp, B&E&T (Brittany, Erik, and Tommy) went out towards Miller [Lite] Rd and stopped at three different spots
-K&G found a bull immediately and stalked it, but couldn’t get within range of a good shot; came upon 2 bulls later but were both spikes; probably came across ~12 cows over the day

- B&E&T didn’t see anything, but hiked a lot (up to ridges, across fields, up a rock)

- The evening was cold, windy, and sounded like critters were walking outside of tents; it was the coldest night of the trip where we woke up the next morning with 8℉

- We ate huge bowls of yummy chili and cornbread 

Brit, Tommy, and Erik

Hunt Day 2 -- Monday, 11/25

- K&G&B&E hiked in off of Miller [Lite] Rd (actually the second stop from B&E&T the day before)

- As we left the truck and were about 80 yards away/up the hill, the H3 car alarm started going off for no reason. K&E ran back to check and didn’t find anything out of sorts, so hiked back to B&G

- We hiked in about 2 miles, finding fresh signs of elk in the snow (yellow, gnarly snow and scraped up trees along with tracks); at the lookout point, across on the next hill there were several doe mule deer and cow elk

- We sat for quite a while observing and scanning for bulls; E took a nap, then K spotted 2 bulls on a different ridge/slope; K&G&B&E hiked quickly down and back up the backside of a neighboring steep slope so we could come around and spot from ~300 yards; we found them, but then a squall of wind & snow came in and we didn’t know how long it would last and worried we’d be stuck so left and hiked back to H3 then to camp - what we didn’t know was we could’ve waited 30 minutes for the squall to pass and likely could’ve had the shot

- All the while, M&M&T hiked 4 hours to the top and we spotted T at the very tip-top while we were hiking up the backside prior to calling the hunt - they had sideways snow

- Back at camp, we decided we should break camp to move to a more sheltered location further down along Camp Valley Road. We packed everything within 1.5 hours! Our new camp was named “Camp Storm Shield” and/or “Camp Winterfell” - we hardly noticed the 45mph wind gusts

- We had chicken & rice doused with Frank’s Red Hot Sauce at our new camp that night 



The new camp, hopefully sheltered from the wind and close to the road out.
 
Hunt Day 3 -- Tuesday, 11/26
- K&G&B&E&M&M went road huntin’! We looped out Miller [Lite] Rd and stopped at B&E&T’s first stop from Hunt Day 1; we hiked up and glassed but saw nothing for quite some time.

- The hunting party then proceeded to Camp 1/Alan’s Bull Elk Camp to retrieve “Keys’” lost glove. From there, we drove up north of White Rock Peak and glassed all the barren terrain… still nothing.

- We pressed on and stopped in at Monumental Springs camp (which is def a keeper) and checked out the burn area (where we found an AC condenser). We walked out towards the ridges to glass. On the way, K tripped because she spotted something: “ANIMAL!” then K&B remembered to be quiet. It was a cow, then two, then five total that we could count right then!

- We spotted two bull elk higher up (4x4 & 5x5), so K&G set out to track to the bull while B&E&M&M set up the spotting scope to direct them in. K&G hiked in and found other bulls (one at least a 6x6!!)!

- B&E&M&M saw the higher up elk through the spotting scope and they were sparring

- Winds were gusting really strongly and temps were dropping quickly. We were at the end of the hunting day and G couldn’t get the shot on the lower, giant elk within shooting light and safe working hours.

- Snow was coming down fierce and throughout the night while sleeping we had to dust and scrape off the snow and ice from our 3-season tents.

- Before bed we had the most amazing pronghorn lasagne. 

Brit, Kath, Garner

Erik and his new best friend, the spotting scope.
  

Hunt Day 4 -- Wednesday, 11/27
- The sensational 6 went road hunting again in the new 10+ inches of snow, first returning to Monumental Springs camp.

- B&E&M&M set up shelter and M built a tiny fire practicing with his survival tools (and a Post-It Note offering from E HAHAHAHA!!!!). K&G hiked to seek out the herd from the prior day.

- The spotting folks lost total vis of even the nearest ridges, and high winds and heavy snow kept coming. Ultimately, no elk.

- So the gang proceeded toward Parsnip and Broken Arm camp but decided to go to Camp Asgard instead. K spotted what she thought was an animal, but we rolled forward down the road to confirm. Right before that, though, G got so excited he sprinted and tripped on a rock - knocking his head pretty healthily on the ground.

- At the spot K saw the “animal,” there were several cows and a spike on the ridge. K&G hiked over to try to find a bull, but no luck and couldn’t get a shot of the spike.

- We kept going down the road to Reed’s Cabin Summit and saw a bunch of mule deer right by the road (with two 4 point bucks).

- No elk still, so returned to camp and had lots of snow on all tents. We hung a tarp and built a big fire 

- B’s fire log #2 lasted through the night… barely.

- We ate yummy ribeye and potatoes. 

Deer on top of Reed's Cabin Summit


Hunt Day 5 - Thanksgiving Thursday, 11/28
- We woke up very snowed into our tents. B shoveled paths from each tent, and B&E started a fire with just a few coals left from B’s log #2.

- The breakfast burritos and quiche were tasty and filling.

- For the third time, we went back to Monumental Springs… nothing.
- Next toward Parsnip… nothing.

- We did see a Mountain Lion with a kill in its mouth and G saw a bobcat.

- We drove off the main trail later to a splinter that would give us a higher vantage for glassing, but saw nothing. Then trying to leave was a mess. We got stuck for quite a while in the snow, with ruts dug in - nearly a ditch with the Power Wagon. G finally backed all the way down while E coached from outside the H3.

- We went toward Asgard, but no one had trailed the path yet, so we decided to call it and go back to camp (and saw a buck mule deer near camp).

- There was more snow to dig out and we had grab bag / choose your dinner bag. 

The last night's fire.


Day 6 - Brittany’s Birthday Friday, 11/29

- We chose to break camp due to below zero temps rolling in later that evening and a high on Saturday only getting to 12 °F with more snow in the forecast.

- Breakfast scrambles got us going - delish!

- K dug out the trailer, everyone pitched in to pack up everything.

- The girls had to help push the trailer onto the hitch - so heavy!

- As we started to leave, B&E thought a hay truck was a snow plow.

- We saw mule deer near Eagle Valley Resort.

- An actual snow plow on the highway almost sprayed us while airing up.

- A Ford Raptor flew past us while airing up with a giant elk rack in the back, how fitting!

- We ate at the Knotty Pine because Side Car was closed (again).

- That evening we unloaded the entire caravan and dumped it into the garage

Good morning from camp!
 
Katherine and Garner heading out in the Jeep.

Rolling back to Vegas


Day 7 - House clean up and gear organize

- We packed up gear and headed out for “The Moustache Ride for Men’s Health” Normally a bike ride, but our crew just used Lyft and Uber to take us to Tenaya Creek Brewery at 10:30am. The bike ride raises money for a friend’s charity.

- Dinner was provided by K’s mom and dad, Honey Baked Ham, cheesy potatoes, baked beans, green bean casserole and B’s B-Day cake and cupcakes

- We all had amazing moustaches! Well, at least the dudes. 

Garner, Katherine, Andrew, Matthew, Christie, Melissa, Brittany, Michael, and Erik


Day 8 - Total gear clean and pack up
- Vacuumed out tents and organized gear

- Much had to be returned to friends lending support for the hunt 

Miguel and Luis cleaning the Power Wagon, and laying out tents for cleaning.

Closing Remarks By Garner

As I view it, the elk hunt was a massive success, but with no elk harvested. We were safe, somewhat comfortable, and had a TON of fun! Due to proper preparation, we had the correct gear for the elements and really thought things through. If there was an elk down, I am sure our hunting party would have made good work out of breaking down the animal and properly retrieving the meat. The next time I will likely draw a bull elk in NV will probably be 10+ years away. There is a mandatory 7 year waiting period even before you can apply for a tag. Then you can acquire points. Whew! But the good news is… Katherine has a lot of points, and the other hunting buddies do as well, but not Alan. His elk hunt was a successful harvested and he is currently in his waiting period.