NO BULL!

by Roger Rigby- 9/29/2015

 

Well the hunt is winding down...it has been an adventure with great friends and family.  My year consisted of enjoying stories great food and my best friend and greatest hunting partner Courtney Hopkins-Rigby.  

 

I also had several encounters with a black Angus bull that seemed to know just where I needed to go and several times we had standoffs that he won! Well he seemed to get more and more aggressive...

 

This brings me to last night, as I was wondering aimlessly looking for elk it was just getting dark I was climbing a steep ridge my legs burning completely exhausted from the years hunt.  I had just started up the hill again after resting a moment, the brush erupted to my right, all I could see heading my way was a large black head with a yellow eartag bearing down on me.  My fat tired body filled with adrenaline and made a feeble attempt to run up and towards the treeline....then I felt him hit me the first time, knocking me to the ground hitting my head in the rocks my bow crushing my ribs as I landed in a pile!  At this time my mind was telling me to get up but I struggled to my feet and was just started into the trees and the bull found his mark again knocking my sideways and down the hill into the brush.  Still some what on my feet trying to keep it together bounding, leaping and sliding like a river dancer, I was able to get away from that dirty b#$@h.

 

Thankful today for only having sore muscles and ribs and cuts and scrapes. But with that said I still have the afternoon and evening to hunt, even if its humped over a little and a funny gate to my walk.  These are what great memories are made of and I'm very thankful for the opportunity to enjoy them.  Thanks for my Hopkins family for another great year.

 

Now bring on the booze and a hot tub!                      

 -Roger