by Bob Speirs
September 16, 2011
I saw my first prairie elk during the mid eighties. I was hunting for whitetail east of Sturgis and looked down into a hidden pocket of cover. Staring back at me was a five by five bull. I was shocked. Elk back then were mythical animals that only lived in the highest, most inaccessible portions [...]
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by Bob Speirs
June 2, 2011
My youngest son is sitting attentively, engrossed in tales of rendezvous and black powder shooting. He is the last of my children to attend one of South Dakota’s mandatory hunter safety courses for young hunters. He nudges me with his shoulder often to ask me a question or to give me a puzzled look as [...]
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