With arrow already nocked, I peered around my brushy hide as
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five bull elk passed by at 30 yards. Quickly placing my sightpin on ribs, I set into motion an event that would forever change the way I lived my life. In a split second, my
arrow appeared on the side of the bull, buried to the fletching, right behind his shoulder … the 5×5 stood for
a short moment, then toppled over!