Dad had one of these out in Colorado. Kawasaki 250 Prairie. Used it for elk hunting from 1988 to 2003. When dad moved back here he gave it to me. Had it for 4 more years until the bottom end seized up. Had a knob on the left rear wheel hub you would turn to lock in the rear axle. Would climb a tree but tough to steer, would push that front wheel in a turn. Never wrecked it though.Shot a mule deer buck once and couldn't find dad. Couldn't get it on the rear rack. Tied it to drag but couldn't get up one steep hill, it would wheelie half way up no matter how much I leaned forward. Finally got up and was so tired I dragged it on the road all the way out. Tenderized the right side and took off most of the hide.[Linked Image]

We pray our sights be straight
and our aim be true
We pray for no pain
to the game we pursue
We thank you Lord
for this land
We thank you for the sights
from our stands
We pray for safety, one and all
We pray we may return next fall