Moose hunting, I figured, always would be regarded as a sport that went inseparably with the sunny, blue-hazed magic of autumn, not with the frigid temperatures of the northern winter ... the bull.

It was one of those dark and cloudy winter days in Yellowstone ... to find one of the bull Moose that still had their antlers. Not 20 yards later I spotted a nice big bull moose that still had ...

The bull moose wasn't intimidated by the officials or their big metal sticks. It was intimidated by their sleds. “For whatever reason it was scared of those. So once we got behind it ...