Our good friend, R.L. Page recently returned from a hunt in northern Quebec with a freezer full of meat! His first Caribou harvest was this very nice bull on a wet, rainy, Canadian day. We'll let Mr. Page tell the story as only he can.
"I sat by a rock, getting every bit as wet as the rock, waiting for him to come by and he did. I think he figured no-one was dumb enough to be up there in that weather but he was wrong. Wait; did I just call myself dumb? Anyway: He was worth waiting for and at 35 yards in 40 mph wind blowing straight at me I got my arrow on target and he only went about 30 yards before he fell. I couldn’t be happier with my very first Caribou."
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