The Old Man's Trophy
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I shot this trophy Bull many years ago while on a hunt up Petersville Road with my son

 Ole.  He had defended his harem well, and until this day bears the battle scars from his

 last fight. Ole took the only snow machine we had back in those days back in to pack

 this prize out; that was back in 1966.  I had to work and couldn't get anymore time off.

 Ole was really the work horse during this Father-Son outing and he had also shot a

 magnificent bull that he had to pack out as well.

Well, I understand your desire to just want to stay here and savor this trophy, but there's
plenty more where this one came from!
 


 
 

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