Outside The Comfort Zone

Luke and Samantha had taken the first flight in, locating a primo little spot nestled in a basin that give us protection from the West Coast weather and providing us with stunning mountainous views.

After safely landing and doing the mad dash to get the gear out of the helicopter, the five of us made quick work of setting up our luxury camp, unpacking everything including the kitchen sink. With the tents set and everything secured, we were pumped and ready to go scouting. We headed off up the hill behind us that led to a ridge running between a rocky outcrop and a hanging valley. Over the next few days I grew to have a love/ hate relationship with this daily climb, my body hurting at just the thought of it, however this high point allowed us to glass down into a rock garden, a spot that looked perfect for some animals with the rocks warming in the sun. It did not take long for some chamois to be spotted. After glassing half a dozen chamois play around in the rocks, it was decided that Lucas would have a go at a buck we had been watching. The boys were going to go find a better vantage point while we stayed behind to be the eyes from above.

At this point the excitement had worn off and I was becoming a sweaty mess. Brooke,