To make a short story even shorter, I'm right.  I figured out where Hackberry Butte is, too.  It's at the end of a ridge and doesn't really seem distinguishable from that ridge, so I'm not sure why it's named like it's something seperate.

Hackberry Butte, framed by large saguaros.
As I hiked around out there, the clouds kept getting thicker until it was too gloomy for nice pictures.  I went back to the truck and drove slowly back to town.  I had seen a lot of traffic during the day, and a truck went by in the other direction just before I rounded a corner and came upon a bighorn sheep standing right next to the road.  I slammed on the brakes and watched as it hopped uphill next to the road, and then stopped.  It stayed there while I snapped a few quick pictures.  It didn't run away when I rolled the window down more.  It didn't move as I tried to get more comfortable.  (Try getting pictures through the passenger window of something that's up on the side of a hill some time; my neck still hurts.)
Bighorn sheep posing for a picture.
After getting a couple dozen pictures, I decided I couldn't stand being in the cramped position I had to use any more.  I turned the engine off, opened the door, and stood up.  The sheep stayed right there.  It looked at me now and then, and it looked around at voices I could hear up and down the road.  After a while, it got bored and ambled off.  I got a video of that.  I'm not very good at pointing the camera for videos.  I just can't get used to having to use the LCD for movies, despite having done that for the past 2 or 3 years.  If you turn the volume up, you can hear crickets, image stabilization, and voices in the distance.
Bighorn sheep wanders off.
I'm pretty sure it's a female.  The males have the large horns.  If you search for images of bighorn sheep, 99% of what you find are males.  Click below to see all of the pictures.  There are a lot.
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