I think u can tell any tale u want on here

I went to college with a gal from Maine. She could drink most guys under the table and looking at her, I have no doubt she could have treed a bobcat too.

Did she ever shot a moose when it was -40

Honestly, I am not sure. I was sort of scared of her. She was 2 axe handles and a plug of tobacco wide. I was always afraid that if anything got in her way, she would rip it out by the roots. She may have even been the goalie for the dart team, but I don't recall.

My cousin Savell didn't want to brag on himself. Browtine Caldwell is dying of cancer and his wish was to be seen as a great hunter. The deer is indeed alive. Savell slapped tamed that deer so that it would pose with young Browtine. Here's a photo immediately after Savell slap tamed the deer, for proof.



The extra leg in cousin Savell's picture is all that remains from another, even larger deer, that Savell ate for lunch.

Keith

Women like that would probably just ride the moose back to the cabin to save 6 weeks of dragging