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...
Two States, Four Days
Only 10 minutes went by and a deer was on his feet headed down the hill. Brian asked for a range and by the time I was able to give him a number, the deer was at 400 yards. Brian put the .308 to work and dropped his buck.