The Rest of the Story of Samantha Wolfe’s Elk of a Lifetime
When the elk slowed down and kept walking toward us, I could tell that the bull I’d shot was hit because he was limping. When the bulls were at 250 yards, I shot my bull four more times, however, he never flinched. He didn’t move at all, and neither did the other two bulls with him. I thought I’d missed the bull completely.