This brings a tear to my eye. I grew up with my family hunting those hills. To the bottom and out. My grandfather passed this last year and he was the main person in my life who got me into guns and hunting. So many great memories on Cow mountain. Summer vaca spent in Ukiah and waiting for that mill whistle to sound to go do a evening hunt.
I wish when people went to these places they would think of their grandchildren and what these mountains mean to the future sport. If I were closer I would be there in a minute. You know what screw it. You guys get something together and Ill be there to help.
But being a Loser in America is like winning the Lottery.
Free Spending Money.
All you have to do is vote for more free stuff.