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first met Chuck Yeager on an Alaskan fishing trip. We fished for salmon, rainbow
trout, and grayling, and a friendship was forged there that would extend into
the elk woods.
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initial elk expedition was a trip to British Columbia, on a hunt sponsored by
Bushnell Optics and attended by Chuck, astronaut Joe Engle, and several writers.
Chuck was shooting a .300 Weatherby Magnum, and we were highly impressed with
his shooting abilities as we sighted in our rifles prior to the opener.
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group was divided into small parties, each going to a backcountry camp by horseback.
Chuck and I were paired together with two guides and arrived at camp in mid-afternoon.
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the ride in, I learned just how skilled Chuck is in the woods. A flock of grouse
appeared just off the trail, and I suggested that they’d taste great in
a stew that night. Yeager rummaged around in his saddlebag, came up with a slingshot,
and picked up a few rocks from the forest floor. In less than five minutes,
three grouse lay on a log, all hit in the head. Without question, Yeager is
a survivor, not only in the air but in the woods.
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saw a wide grin appear on his face when we rode into camp. A beautiful alpine
lake shimmered in the sun just a few yards from the cabin, and we could see
trout dimpling the surface. I knew that Chuck’s first order of business
after unpacking his gear and settling in was to assemble his pack rod and head
to the lake.
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