Well I get down to the rig, put on some warm dry clothes, get my dropped gun--you know, I figured at 20 yds I could point and shoot, but at least I had lots of ammo. ( after everything was said and done. I shot my gun and it was right on--what are the odds of that??) I tell my Dad he might as well come with me the way things were going.
We get up to where I had marked it on my GPS and started to follow the tracks again. Thank God for snow!!
Well we didn't go very far and -----------------
You can tell I have read alot of your guys stories on here!!
