I posted this story last year, but for those of you who might not of read it here it is:

My boy and I, and a good buddy of ours were elk hunting, and my boy and I were on this logging road and looked off to the side and seen something moving around in this thick brush. We thought it was a bear, so we picked up these big rocks and started launching them towards this thing that kept moving around. It would move one way and then another way, like it was stuck in this huge thick brush patch, we must've launched maybe 15 big rocks, and it still just kept moving around, so we figured it must be a range cow. We made it back to the pickup and are friend showed up and said he ended up walking into a brush patch and had a heck of a time finding his way out of it, me and my boy just looked at each other, and did'nt say a word!!!