ya the picker truck made it real nice, getting it out of the trees was a bit of a chore, but after that was smooth sailing. and yes, the bullet was a barnes not berger. the funny thing is, that the old man didn't want to walk that bush. "too small of a bush, their wont be a moose in there" he said. it was a small treed area next to a large slough in the middle of the field. as soon as we got in there was a ton of moose tracks paths and beds, along with a big old whitetail buck that we almost tripped over before he jumped out of the cattails and took off. then there she was 150 yards across a little grass clearing between the cattails and the trees. got a picture of a nice rub in there as well. i was more than a little nervous we might trip over a big bull laying in the cattails before we knew he was there. i'll be going back to that exact spot come whitetail season. oh and ya, i wish i would have tucked the tongue in for the picture, but we were pretty excited, and in a bit of a hurry to get her out!
