M70375!
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I am 72 with bad knees, in fact I am 10 weeks out on my third knee surgery on the same knee. So if I aim going to kill my cow elk for the freezer, I need to shoot one very close to the trail or in a place where I can drive my 4 runner right up to it. Backpacking it is no longer an option for me.
My neighbor lets me shoot elk on his hay field if I want to and actually it is about the only place around here where I can kill an elk and retrieve it without asking someone for help. I have not seen an elk on his place since August. The weather changed from hot and sunny to cold , foggy and raining this morning, so I drove past his field and I could hardly believe my eyes, there were 2 small herds of elk on his place right where I could very easily have shot one from either herd. It was the perfect setup for a guy like me. All I had to do was get out of my vehicle and shoot one.
But for the first time in my life , I could not bring myself to shoot one even though it was the perfect opportunity for me. They were just standing there looking at me in the early morning fog. They looked so innocent , I just could not shoot one. This is the first time in my life I have ever felt that way. It was quite a strong feeling too, hard to describe . Maybe it would have just been to easy, or maybe I didn't feel the urge to butcher one in the rain or maybe I felt it might chronic wasting like the one I got last year. I don't know what it was, but I hope it is the last time I get overcome by this feeling.
My neighbor lets me shoot elk on his hay field if I want to and actually it is about the only place around here where I can kill an elk and retrieve it without asking someone for help. I have not seen an elk on his place since August. The weather changed from hot and sunny to cold , foggy and raining this morning, so I drove past his field and I could hardly believe my eyes, there were 2 small herds of elk on his place right where I could very easily have shot one from either herd. It was the perfect setup for a guy like me. All I had to do was get out of my vehicle and shoot one.
But for the first time in my life , I could not bring myself to shoot one even though it was the perfect opportunity for me. They were just standing there looking at me in the early morning fog. They looked so innocent , I just could not shoot one. This is the first time in my life I have ever felt that way. It was quite a strong feeling too, hard to describe . Maybe it would have just been to easy, or maybe I didn't feel the urge to butcher one in the rain or maybe I felt it might chronic wasting like the one I got last year. I don't know what it was, but I hope it is the last time I get overcome by this feeling.
