Moose,
We ain't here to dance partner. If you cain't disagree, be a pretty boring place, right? Rump slappin' an' suckin' up make fer a dead site.

Stubble,
Ain't nuthin' wrong with a lung shot. My point is thet the kill zone on an elk is yay big. No sense on whittlin' it down by aimin' fer the heart or neck or god ferbid the brain. Too much wind in the air an' too little in yer lungs mos' the time. I seen fellers totin' them Cabelas shootin' sticks cause they were afraid to shoot their rifle 'thout a rest. Noisiest contraptions on earth. I hate the term shot placement. Shot selection is my rule. You aim fer the center of the kill zone every time, takin' only the shots thet give a good chance of hittin' vitals. Aimin' fer the center of the kill zone gives you a margin fer error. Lots of factors will confound good shootin', but face it, most hunters ain't good shots 'thout the bags an' bench. Sure, there's always the occassional broadside, standing still, no wind, 50 yard shot off a improvised rest. Waitin' fer thet kind of opportunity means you ain't gettin' into yer share of elk. Forcin' a shot into a reduced target area don't always turn out well. Liver shot elk can run miles afor you find yer first blood sign. Puny bullets blown up on neck meat will do the same thing.

You boys gotta learn to shoot the sh!t 'thout gettin' offended. I ain't no charm school graduate. Don't care ifn' folks like me. Don't like mos' folks my own self. Gettin' yer feelins hurt cause some ol fart calls you a greenhorn ain't natural, at least fer men it ain't.

BJ