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Our boy still lives in Montana. The boy does hunt elk. He does hunt the area we started hunting sometime around 1980.
He ran into some fellas from Tennessee. They were on their way home, and were sad. They had stuck a bull day after Labor Day, and never found it. Conversation led to them offering him $500 to find the bull. He refused the money; said he would look for the bull.
He found it the evening of the next day. He heard ravens talking, from camp, early in the morning. With the help of the Ravens, and knowing the country, and persisting, he found the bull.
He wrote the smell of the bull, eight days after being stuck, is still in his nose. There were more maggots than one can imagine. He hauled the head to a taxidermist for them.
The Tennessee boys said they would spend time at our boy's fire next season, and bring refreshments.
He ran into some fellas from Tennessee. They were on their way home, and were sad. They had stuck a bull day after Labor Day, and never found it. Conversation led to them offering him $500 to find the bull. He refused the money; said he would look for the bull.
He found it the evening of the next day. He heard ravens talking, from camp, early in the morning. With the help of the Ravens, and knowing the country, and persisting, he found the bull.
He wrote the smell of the bull, eight days after being stuck, is still in his nose. There were more maggots than one can imagine. He hauled the head to a taxidermist for them.
The Tennessee boys said they would spend time at our boy's fire next season, and bring refreshments.