As I write this I’m preparing for—to put it mildly—an ambitious trip to the Yukon. When I board the first plane of my northbound expedition I’ll have four tags in my pocket, which will give me the option to arrow a grizzly bear, moose, mountain caribou and Stone's sheep. Although it’s partially my fault that I’m loaded so heavily with tags for such premier big game species, I have to blame it on my good buddy and guide, Chad Lenz.
    
Lenz, or as I call him, Savage, has been invaluable to me over the years as I’ve pursued and completed my Super Slam, and I can’t wait to get back into the wilderness with him. But he’s also an opportunist like no other, and he's the one who made the case for loading up on tags and seeing how things shake out.
    
I don’t expect to go four for four; in fact, I’d be stoked to fill half of the tags. Truthfully, even to go one for four would be just fine with me. Even though I’m a glass-is-half-full type of person, I know the realities of such a hunt and have to make sure that I don’t lose sight of what's far more likely to happen.
    
Savage, on the other hand, is more of a glass-is-completely-full-all-of-the-time kind of guy. This is partially his nature and partially due to the fact that his work ethic often affords him the kind of success that seems unlikely for so many of us. His thought process, while we were hashing out the details of my impending Yukon trip, was very simple. He reasoned that if we can get a tag for every critter and the seasons overlap, we should get the tags. Just in case. “Besides, we’ve got 3 weeks to get this done,” he said. Fair enough, Mr. Lenz.
    
He also reasoned that we might find our greatest success by simply climbing a mountain on day one of the hunt and taking a good, long look around. We might spot a bull moose caught in the thralls of the pre-rut, or we might catch a glimpse of a Stone's sheep bedded on a rock promontory, or we might ... you get the idea.
    
At first I was hesitant to buy so many tags because it’s almost a certainty that I will eat a couple of them. My hesitation also stemmed from the fact that I wasn’t sure how such ADD hunting would play out, but now I’m just excited.
    
Who knows? Bowhunting is a game of many elements all held together by some level of pure luck. Perhaps the Fates will decide that four for four isn’t so unreasonable and they’ll toss this Adventure Bowhunter a very much-appreciated bone. But if they don’t, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be one heck of a trip either way.