When Burrell first came to Patagonia, it was for its legendary fishing. But he noticed the abundant red deer, floated rivers between sparring stags, and finally inquired about hunting them. Besides a ...
The best part about belly-crawling toward a herd of rut-distracted Argentine stags, besides the tang of anticipation in the back of my throat, is the lack of both cactus and rattlesnakes. That, and ...