This year's cow elk was out in sagebrush at about 150 yds. I was wearing a dark green solid down jacket. She was actively involved in staring at me asking what the heck I was when I reduced her curiosity to a lump on the ground. They're not always that curious. She was with a bull that wasn't a lot more skittish. He also stood there while I shot her.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.