It is with incredible sadness that I inform all of Yogi's friends that knew him, that on May 31st, he lost his fight with cancer at 15 years of age. Yogi is no longer there to greet me in the mornings, to make me smile or laugh anymore, life is quiet without him. Yogi was far more than a pet, he was family. Having no children of my own, a lifestyle of guiding and ranching where there is a place for a companion like Yogi each and every day, he was a consistent friend through joy and loss. Out in the world he was my other set of eyes, ears, and nose that could help guide my way. Yogi slept with me most every night, and told me every morning that I was his reason for being. Yogi would place his head on my chest each morning to wake me up, watching, waiting for me to open my eyes, and when I did, I would feel and hear the thump of his tail at my smallest smile. Yogi had nothing to leave behind of value except his love and faith. The way Yogi would look at me when he was hurt, when I would not take him on truck rides, he would be sick with worry that he was not there to care for me. When I would be wrong, Yogi would be quick and delighted to forgive me. When I was angry, Yogi had an amazing way of clowning around to make me smile again, and when I was happy, he would be unbounded with joy! With Yogi, life was whole, had meaning and worth, and I was all powerful. Yogi taught me the meaning of being devoted. Yogi was a secret comfort and a private peace. Yogi brought me understanding where before there was ignorance. Yogi could heal all my hurts just by looking up at me with those flashing trusting eyes. Yogi gave me protection for all things known and unknown. Yogi always promised to wait for me, whenever, wherever, in case I need him, and I learned I needed him far more than he needed me. Yogi was more than just a dog, he was loyalty itself, a true companionship, my emotional support and a friend were I found acceptance without judgement. Yogi's most precious quality - his unconditional love. Yogi, I still listen for you and miss you every day, run with the wind my handsome gentleman. Thank you Yogi for all you did for me, you were my best friend. How truly fortunate and enriched my life has been to share love with you for so many years. Yogi, you were my favorite Hello and my hardest Good Buy.
In 2014 Rob Foulton hunted and shot three species of Exotic and Wild Rams here at Silvertine. During his travels around the property we continualy bumped into massive whitetailbucks and fallow bucks< well the fire was burning and re-booked for a trophy whitetail hunt and fallow hunt. Last week Rob was very successful as he harvested a WHOPPER 263" whitetail and not one but TWO trophy fallow bucks, a light colored and dark colored ginger. Congratulations my friend and looking forward to hunting with you next year. Yes he re-booked for more fallow deer and a few more rams . . . . and maybe a whitetail you never know, his willpower is not too strong when there is massive Silvertine buck standing in front of him! Haha!
One of my best friends Sandy Bowman returned yet again for one of his annual hunts here at Silvertine. This year bringing with him Damian and Olivia and his son Riley. Olivia and Riley shot their first elk, two great management bulls. Then Sandy had some fun himself and took a 230" Whitetail Buck, an Aoudad Ram, and a Huge Bison Bull. A great hunt was had by all and the weather was like Club Med. Stay posted as Sandy, Damian, Olivia, and Riley and three other hunters are returning for a second hunt the end of October for Whitetails....should be a bonanza!
Well here is a photo of the largest Whitetail deer Silvertine has ever grown . . . 338", yes that is not a type-o! This wild non-typical was a 22X19 pointer with an amazing 15" drop club on one side, along with two other drop tines, stickers, 26" beams, and base measurements of 6.5" and 9.5". This buck is amazing and his antler weight is unbelievable. The hunter whom wants to remain anonymous has allowed us to use a photo of Yogi with his deer.
BIG BISON Bulls deserve BIG Photos. My good friend (and brother) Filippo returned for his third trip to Silvertine this year. He told me two years ago after killing the world record archery roosevelt elk, to find me a BIG Bison Steve, one well over 20" on the horn, this is what I want! Well here it is, 22 X 15" on both horn and scored over 74" SCI, plus he took it with his favorite trusty Hoyt Bow that the airlines almost lost. Fillipo you did an amazing job on this bull, hunting bison with a bow is not one of my favorite hobbies, I have seem it go sideways many times, but with years of practice and studying shot placement, it all paid of when the moment of truth presented itself on this MONSTER Woods Bull. You should be proud of your accomplishment and proud of your skills. It's always a pleasure to hunt with you my friend and I am looking forward (and looking hard) for that MONSTER Plains Bull for your 2017 Hunt.
Andrew James was my first elk hunter of the season, and he set the bar quite high for the rest of my guests to try and beat. The weather was hot, and the smoke from the forest fires to the north of us kept visibility limited. We did manage to locate a group of nice bulls on the afternoon of the second day, and Andrew was able to thread a shot through the thick bush and knocked down a gorgeous 440" bull! Way to go Andrew, great job. A note to the rest of my elk hunting guests coming, there is far more bulls out there like this one . . . .
* Steve Rahn * Owner/Outfitter of Silvertine.