Darrel,
You mentioned fog...one year while putting the sneak on an elk herd...I got above the fog...as I sat and waited...the fog began to push up toward me, as though you were to see sand in a jar slide to one end. They soon, it began to drop- back down the draw as if creator was huffing and puffing on the canyon floor.
As I sat taking in what the Rocky's had to offer, my bull got up out of bed, snorted and walked away. I forgot to shoot- I was having so much fun.
BBQ - how about buffalo burger???
