I borrowed Jeff`s 7mm (I had decided not to bring a rifle), and with a quick shot he went down almost immediately. What a beast! I thought he was lovely, with his long flowing coat and those black-tipped horns.
This method of hunting is not what most hunters would choose, but it seemed the only practical way to approach these herds. After the dubious experience with the caribou meat, I tried a nibble of the musk ox meat, and was relieved that he had no bad odor. Mark skinned him for a half-
lifesize mount, we loaded up the cape, horns and meat, and took off in the direction of another herd.
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