This one time, at band camp.....
Ex wife, Ex girlfriend, and current girlfriend took to compairing notes out side a local bar during a street dance. If someone would have handed me a gun I would have shot myself right there to end the pain.;:;boozer
I'm pretty sure underwear companies are hauling trailer loads of beavers into the state and dumping them in order to bolster sales.
OK Hunting. I am hunting elk in the Bob Marshall Wild in Montana in an area knowen to have grizzly bear. I am headed back to our forward camp about dusk. Coming down a steep slope covered with Aspen trees when I hear the sound of a cub bear bawl. I have watched enough TV shows and been to enough zoos to know. Hair stands up on my neck like porky quills and I cant place where sound is coming from but sounds like right on top of me. With my under powered 270 in one hand and my 44 mag in the other I go forward one little step at a time. I am sweating blood about this time. Then the sound is right above me and I look up and see two aspen branches slowly swaying in the evening wind and that is where the sound of baby bear is comming from. I have never been so relived in all my life. Didnt take me long to get back to camp after that.
But what "HAPPENED TO HIM?".....Still trying to figure out if that Northern bit his face off or something??
I know catching a pig Northern is a great time and all but, I usually catch a few a year trolling cranks on Oahe, not sure I could have took a selfie like that though. Maybe with my new boat I'll figure out a way, doubt it though