When it omes to tags, I'm rarely successful

I had such high hopes.

Following the same routine I always use when applying for special tags, I clicked “send” and settled in for the wait, visions of big bucks and bulls dancing through my head.

It’s been a while since I shot a bull elk, in part because bull tags are a precious commodity in this part of the state, and partly due to a of lack of effort. (As in: I could hunt somewhere else but I’m too lazy.)

So I applied for the area closest to home where bull tags are rare as hen’s teeth, and for the umpteenth year in a row, I wasn’t drawn.

At least I’ll have an excuse ready...