After the crash, I climbed back up on top and Nathaniel and I laughed some about it.

Who needs a full quiver? Two arrows are plenty.

Swedish Fish always help cheer me up.

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The sun set on another fine day in the High Rockies.

Thursday came soon enough after a full night of tossing and turning on my Wonder bread sleep pad.

Sometime during the night weather showed up. Rain/slush mix.

We set out after some hot oatmeal. We trekked a long ways to enable us to look at the faces of the cliffs that we had been looking over from the topside.

We found what I was hoping for.

Horse and O&B in a stalkable spot. We drew a little map on landmarks and hustled back around the basin.

We stalked the two fatties blind, hoping they were still in place and our memories of landmarks were accurate.

It was the longest stalk so far. We inched in and peeked around the corner.

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We sat for 30 minutes or so and he stood and started feeding away. As soon as he turned the corner over the little ridge we scampered forward and inched over.

We found O&B at 55 yards, clueless of the two arrow threat about to lengthen his mid-day nap.
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Have you ever seen a goat yawn?
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