I read this article the other day in my OL. Sure brings back some great memories of chasing mule deer up and down the river breaks of Lake Oahe. I can remember days when my boots would weigh more than me. Kind of made for tough stalking at times. I never did get a bruiser hunting this way, but I missed plenty. Nothing like stalking within 40 yards, the deer jumps up, you guess the yardage and let one fly. Dang it, just under him, or just over him. I became a lot better hunter because of this.