Here's a little more flavor, just for funsies.
The cabin I stayed in. Just big enough to have everything I needed: a bed, a full bathrooms, a space heater, and all the privacy. Some of his hunts will have you in a spike camp, but this one was right out of the homestead.
The view from the breakfast table.
The country we hunted. Perfect panoramic views of pristine mountain wilderness.
The performance of eld-x 145 @230 yards after smashing through the leg bone. This was the upper entry- side lung lobe.

The bullet ("shrapnel cloud" might be more accurate) then blew the top of the heart off and nearly severed it from its mooring.

Jacket was found lodged in the rib meat on the opposite side. No exit, but it dumped ALL the energy into his shoulder and vitals. Bang-flop.
If you shoot early and have time to kill, Yellowstone is a half hour away!
