This year has been a hectic one. I have only donned the camo twice and both times were for evening jaunts with a good friend looking for a poor little buck in Northern Utah. No bucks were seen on either of these occasions. Typically by this time of year I have put in 8-10 days…
If you read about the bow hunt below, Dad finally put a bull down on the opening day of the rifle. He looked this bull over for a long time, and after already investing so much time during the bow hunt decided to fill his tag. It looks like he made a pretty good decision…