THE REVOLVERES DIARIES

Neal, Kody and I obtained as close as we could, then started the army crawl by way of sage brush and cactus as we attempted to shorten the two hundred yards among us and the goat. As we crested the ridge, there he stood, 127 yards within the nose. I set up the taking pictures sticks, steadied the rifle and Neal gave me the dope he’d worked out in