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Veteran Elk Addict Shares His Bowhunting Wisdom

As I stood over my first archery bull, I knew that I had found my hunting passion. It was early September 1992, and I was alone in the thick alder brush of northern Idaho.

After a week of clambering through the thickets, I had finally managed to get an open shot at a distance of six yards. That bull scored a little over 300 inches, and I was extremely proud to take him home.

Nobody in my family hunted, but from an early age I read every elk-related magazine article and book I could get my hands on, and I watched every elk hunting video I could find. Bowhunting quickly morphed from a passion into an all-out addiction. I hunted Idaho each season from 1992 through 1996, spending...

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