My buddy Chuck and I were down in the foothills of the Alaska Range. We were snowmachining and the temp was in the 40s, we were having a nice ride. As we were approaching the head of the Bonifield Drainage, I noticed a cow Caribou with last years calf up ahead. Then I saw two wolves stalking them to our left. I stopped and shot the first one with my Handi 30-06, at about 200 yards. Chuck was riding ahead of me and stopped at the sound of my shooting. Chuck looked and saw the second wolf running through the brush,
Chuck fired several shots with his Remington 600 in .222 Mag. The wolf was keeping to cover, and Chuck's shots all just sped him on his way. I also took a couple of shots but was unable to penetrate the cover. We could see him through the willows and alders but our shots were not getting through.
Upon reaching the top of the ridge, the wolf must have felt safe. He stopped, stretched, yawned, then sat down looking at us. I tole Chuck that the wolf was making fun of him, Chuck did not laugh. Chuck walked over grabbed my 06 out of my hands, then said "The army taught me to kill a man at 1000 yards with an 06, I think I can hit a wolf". With that he sat down and using the back rest of my snowmachine to rest the rifle on he started mumbeling. I used my range finder and told him the yardage was just over 800 yards, and up hill. I laughed and told him he would not hit him at that range. He called me a few names, and after several seconds he took the shot. I was watching the wolf, and suddenly saw him go over backwards, kick around, then disappear. It took us over two hours to work our way around the drainage and up to the ridge on snowmachines. When we arrived, I walked up to the spot where the wolf had been sitting, there he lay, about 45 feet back from the spot. Chuck picked him up, shook him in my face making me eat my words of earlier, we laughed and started looking around. About 15 feet in front of where the wolf had been sitting, there was a mark on the rock where the bullet had struck. The wound in the wolfs chest was ragged and long. We could tell that the wolf had been hit by a ricochet. Chuck keeps saying "Doesn't matter I got him".
