If You Want to Know the Mountain, Hunt the Hare.
“You get a big one?” the guy beside me asks as we wait in line to tag our deer.
“I got a little doe,” I tell him.
“Oh well, it’s opening day, you’ve still got time to get a big one, and she’ll taste better than a rutty buck in the meantime.”
“How about you?” I ask.
“Just a crotch-horn but the body’s huge, you gotta see the neck on him.”
The woman calls me …
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