Originally Posted by
PhilC
I've been there and experienced the same feelings. Like you, a once in a lifetime hunting adventure for Alaskan moose and also a one time opportunity to shoot. The same decisions, do I or do I not? I chose not to and that grand bull moose lived on to father, I hope, many more like himself.
It was an easy decision with him standing brisket deep in a beaver pond, raking vegetation from the bottom with his massive rack, and nothing but short black spruce on surrounding muskeg to rely on getting for him out. That image is forever etched in my memory and I find solace in having done the right thing.
Thanks for sharing your experience, truly enjoyed your writing style.
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