Well CAYUGAD, 100 grains under a 410 grain bulletmight seem like a lot, but there are rumors of a predator problem on our hunting lease and you can't be too careful.

Of course, this was quite a while back. But, it seems as though one of the founding members of our club, a fellow named Gork, or Grak, or something like that, came across a T-Rex up in the Northeast corner, around the old cypress swamp. Now, he had one of those modern in-lines (you know, the ones where your sharp stone is on the end of a long stick) but still didn't feel adequately armed to take on the Rex. Poor guy had to spend half the night huddled in a hollow log.

Sure, no one has spotted the big lizard for quite a while, but you know how it is. Those old males can really hide and you never know they're there. That's why I like my smokepole to pack a punch - JUST IN CASE!