Hunting Traditions: The
Learning Years Part 2
The shot was finally
given to Jeff, and
he dropped him
right on the bar.
We had another
long pack on our
hands.
It was
about five yards if
I recall it correctly.
I was so honored
to have witnessed
such an amazing
act
of
good
sportsmanship.
had torn into my raft before Shawn
got a chance to put him down. I about
had a heart attack when I walked into
camp, seeing my raft deflated and
looking like it was tore to heck and
back. They really laid it on thick,
looking at me with big, long faces and
making comments like, “Man I’m sorry
we didn’t get here in time”. Yes sir,
they got me good with that one!
The next morning, that bull that had
slipped by Jeff and I earlier made his
way back to us. We were in camp
having breakfast and coffee and Mike
had just r