The Never-Ending Hunt for the Monster Muley with Rick Kreuter
I quickly put my pack on a downed log and got in the prone position. When I looked through my scope, I couldn’t see anything, because the scope was full of snow. I cleaned my scope as quickly as I could, then got back down and got ready for the shot. Through my riflescope, I aimed between the deer’s hindquarter and his last rib.