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ISSUE 146

Father-Daughter Dance

We finally got to a point where we should have been able to find the bull but he had already crossed another ridge. By this time our spirits were low and both my father and I we were about to give up. Climbing up a hill back in the direction of the truck, we stopped - all I could see was the silhouette of a giant elk walking straight toward us. This was the perfect opportunity to set up and try and get a shot.