“Ready … go!” Like a rope drop on a powder day, a dozen camo-clad hunters launched forward, scuttling through the thick brush, becoming devoured by the chest-high grass. We were in the steep hills of the Uinta-Wasatch-Cache National Forest, east of the Wasatch Range. In July. Cooking? At 93 degrees F, yes. Buggy? Absolutely. This is an intro to shed hunting.
GearJunkie | March 2024
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