Deer hunting, not elk, but it was interesting. I was bowhunting and was sitting on a pile of dirt watching a doe and spotted fawn below me. The fawn was bouncing all over the place and was fun to watch. Then I heard a sh-sh-sh sound behind me. Huh? Pretty soon I heard it again, sh-sh-sh. And again. I kept watching and it was a badger running through dry leaves. It was trying to get to it's hole...which was the pile of dirt I was sitting on. I moved 5 yards and sat down again. He ran right up and dived down the hole.


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.