Fireside Stories: How I Killed My Smallest Bull Elk on The Best Tag I’ve Ever Had – Part 3 of 3
We are only two days into the hunting trip and 2/3 of the tags are filled with decent bull elk. Mine is the last unpunched tag.
We are only two days into the hunting trip and 2/3 of the tags are filled with decent bull elk. Mine is the last unpunched tag.
WARNING! GRAPHIC CONTENT – When Cody Shipman, 24, and Hayden James, 15, set out to hunt Mallards one frosty January morning on the Snake River in Oregon, they expected the excursion to end like any other: with birds in the boat. But what should have been a successful hunt turned near-fatal after a simple mistake left Shipman with a gruesome wound that’s taken four surgeries to mend.