No amount of adrenaline can staunch the flow of blood from a scope bitten forehead.
Author: kwright1975
Personal Preference
Why not slip on the mad scientist’s lab coat and design the Frankenstein’s monster of all whitetails?
It’s a Sin to Kill a Mockingbird . . . Or Is It?
It was the last call he made that made me turn and run for the safety of civilization.
Banking Fire
That which once was wild within me is increasingly becoming domesticated.
The Hatchback Buck
The new car smell in that Civic was long gone.
Red Light, Green Light
I opened that window just in time to see the red glow of my trail camera’s infrared flash.
