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“Here's the deal. Most of us who hunt spend most of our time in pursuit of game--pursuit only occasionally punctuated by the convergence of skill, luck, and circumstance that results in a kill and meat in the freezer. This September was no exception for me, meaning many hours rambling across forests and prairies, needle-cast and deadfall and prickly pear cactus, but not a single tag punched. And that's okay. This is hunting. So nothing sexy here other than a quality pair of boots caked in central Montana gumbo and great memories of miles walked with good friends in wild country. I wouldn't have it any other way.”