I remember early one morning when I was bowhunting elk. There were quite a few angus cattle grazing in the area. As it was getting light, I was sneaking through some quakies when I spotted a black angus cow about 20 yds ahead of me, lying behind a lot. I didn't want to spook her so I slowly moved to one side...and got a good look at her ears. They were round. It was a bear. I had a tag but no shot. It put it's head down and it disappeared. I have no idea how it sneaked away from me like that.


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

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