Death in the Long Grass (and Elderberries)

Seems hunting stories always begin with, “No kidding, there I was…” So, there I was.  I had spent the morning working my way up a mountain slope in the northern Rockies.  A slow, deliberate search for the elusive Mountain Grouse.  Despite my best efforts, or perhaps due to them, I…

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