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..
Late Is Great
At 40 yards I had to slip down off a three-foot ledge and some how it worked and I was now 30 yards away. I picked my next path and was now at 20 yards from the giant. Surprisingly, I stayed very calm (not sure how) as I contemplated my next move.