One early May morning, something caught my eye on a logging road five hundred yards across a drainage as I hunted bear on a ridge complex not far from home. A quick look through the binoculars revealed an immense cinnamon Read More
One early May morning, something caught my eye on a logging road five hundred yards across a drainage as I hunted bear on a ridge complex not far from home. A quick look through the binoculars revealed an immense cinnamon Read More