George Hill
Staff Alumnus
Utah is beautiful in the winter. The snow blankets the land and ice glistens in the light. Awesome. The huge mountains frame it all in a picture perfect setting.
Walking out in the woods with a trusty rifle is a joy. Feeling the encrusted ground crunch softly as you walk... listening to the hushed voices of the wild.
You can see the tracts of squirl and rabbit all over. You note the passage of a doe.
Doing this I came upon a rather larg rabbit who sniffed and shivered in the cold morning air. Through my scope I examined this hare... then I pulled down and took in the setting.
Wish I had a camera instead of a rifle this time out. I put the rifle back on safe and turned to continue my walk.
Quite often you hear "So why did you come to Utah?" The only state I have ever been in that people will ask you that. Dispite a lot of backwards policies and laws... Utah is one of the few places where you can truely escape and go out into the mountains and feel free.
Didn't shoot that day.
Didn't have to clean my gun.
But somtimes "Going Shooting" isn't about the guns.
Welcome back to The Firing Line.
Walking out in the woods with a trusty rifle is a joy. Feeling the encrusted ground crunch softly as you walk... listening to the hushed voices of the wild.
You can see the tracts of squirl and rabbit all over. You note the passage of a doe.
Doing this I came upon a rather larg rabbit who sniffed and shivered in the cold morning air. Through my scope I examined this hare... then I pulled down and took in the setting.
Wish I had a camera instead of a rifle this time out. I put the rifle back on safe and turned to continue my walk.
Quite often you hear "So why did you come to Utah?" The only state I have ever been in that people will ask you that. Dispite a lot of backwards policies and laws... Utah is one of the few places where you can truely escape and go out into the mountains and feel free.
Didn't shoot that day.
Didn't have to clean my gun.
But somtimes "Going Shooting" isn't about the guns.
Welcome back to The Firing Line.