Becker

I was scouting one time during another hunt. I ran into a hunter but I was still about 500 yards off. So I went a different direction. Apparently he had gotten up and went the same way. About an hour later I was walking through some thick brush and walked right up to the guy. I didn't say anyting and just kept going but I wonder what he was thinking. "There is a whole unit and this guy keeps following me around." Luckily when I got back to my truck it still had air in the tires.

My Wife is from springerville. Are you talking about Lark Hubbard and family. What a small world. My family and theirs were...haven't heard from them in awhile.....good friends. Last time I heard from them they had a freak accident with a rile exploding while shooting at a mule deer. Still small world.

People are gready and money brings out the worst in them. Doesn't matter who they are, what they do, or where they are from.

NICE BUCK!!!! The old scoped eye looks painful