When we were within about 20 feet he jumped to his feet and charged us. With one hand I shoved the muzzleloader at the bull and yanked the trigger. The bullet broke his neck and he fell to the tundra only two steps away from goring me with his Boone & Crocket rack.
During that 55 years, while hunting all over the world and shooting all kinds of guns, and being a soldier and a cop, I learned some stuff. Stuff a lot of you probably already know and maybe some stuff you don’t. For the most part I learned it all the hard way, which is of course how important lessons are truly learned.
