I took my buddy deer hunting during the last week of the D8 season and jumped three bucks running together spanked two of them dropping them twenty yards of each other and my buddy popped his cherry scoreing his first buck ever.
Let me start by telling you the story of two Johns.
John number one went on a day hike with a couple of friends in the Cascade Mountains about an hour from Seattle. He somehow got separated from his buddies and became lost. John was dressed in casual cloths for a warm weather day hike and had nothing but a lunch with him. He spent three days in those mountains and luckily made it out to tell the story.
John number two, a friend of John number one, was much better prepared when...