First Elk

The two below are digital. I forgot I had this one right below.
My butt went numb on this set, 22* at dawn and I was sitting on the frozen ground wearing only boxers and bdu's. My Dad shot this cow with his bow. She was at like 25 yards and then barked and pushed off, he let it go at 60 yards. My old man is a killer.

My Archery Elk (passed on a couple spikes at 20 something yards and some other rag horns)

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