Luck Is Cheap Up There
Like the old song says, two out of three ain’t bad, especially on a bowhunt for elk.
Life After Death
Poetic justice, I thought — that on the same mountain where I’d shot that bull in the heart before, I got hit in the heart. About mid-morning on a Montana mountainside the guide heard “Cody, just a minute.” He turned to see the hunter lean forward, then fall...