I then settled in on the ram he was talking about at 20 yards. He was standing broadside staring at me wondering what I was and where I came from. With confirmation as to which ram was the one, I released the arrow. Read More..
Opening morning started off with crystal clear skies and nice cool temperatures. We had crossed a creek down from camp to head up to our favorite place to start calling. On the way there we all paused as we heard the distinct whistle of a bugle.