You find yourself on your hands and knees, creeping between buck brush through space seeming fit for only a rabbit. Eventually you reach an opening and you stand to stretch. A blanket of snow covers the ground. You peer outward to see an entire mountainside covered with mahogany and begin to glass the hill side when a glimmer of light catches your eye.
You direct your glass to find a glistening piece of antler protruding from the brush. A very deliberate and careful stalk begins against one of the most cagey animals in North America.