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hunterofelk
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November 1975. My first buck. Even though it was just a little two-point, I felt as though I was finally living the adventurous life of a hunter.
It was great living in Montana. The hunting grounds were just outside of town. I could even get an excused absence from school to go hunting if a northern storm blew in.
Anyone care to share photos of their first bucks?
It was great living in Montana. The hunting grounds were just outside of town. I could even get an excused absence from school to go hunting if a northern storm blew in.
Anyone care to share photos of their first bucks?