I tapped the button on my rangefinder to send a laser at a group of three bedded rams. I was 465 yards away. Caught off-guard by the rams, I had to approach them from below and this was as close as I ...
On a shelf above my cluttered desk is a book that was favored reading when I was an innocent lad. It’s a Shooters Bible, published in 1956, and on the cover is a crouching tiger. The pages are worn ...