Elk Tongue Tacos

“Well, crap” I said. “What?” asked my much older and much less good looking brother. “I found the elk…” “Yeah?” “At the bottom” I bemoaned. “Of course…they have to be at the bottom” he said stoically, bringing his binoculars to his face. “Where they at?” My brother and I have a code developed over the … Continue reading Elk Tongue Tacos