Description

It’s the shot of a lifetime: After two days’ drive, an expensive game tag, and an hour-long stalk, you’re looking through your sights at a fat trophy just a hundred yards off. Meat for the winter. Memories for a lifetime. It’s a cold, blustery day, a spectacular morning after a hard freeze. The wind’s in your face with just a dusting of snow. You’ve settled into a textbook, solid prone position with a tight sling. Your pulse has steadied, you’ve taken your shooting breath, and as the crisply-honed trigger breaks--

instead of the anticipated crack and recoil, there’s just a loud snap you’ll never forget. The trophy hears it too, and is gone in a flash. Oh, you’ll have memories, all right--memories that will keep you awake at nights and tie your guts up in knots for the next ten years. Memories of how poor firearms maintenance cost you the biggest bull elk you’ll ever see.