My dad had always taken me on his hunts when I was younger which started my addiction to the outdoors. A large amount of our time together is spent in the outdoors. We hunt deer together every year but have never been able to hunt elk at the same time. Now with both of us holding tags, a friendly game of smack talk began throughout the summer of who was going to get the bigger bull. Read More...
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.