It is late autumn in Colorado's high sage country and you're hunting for a buck mule deer with trophy-size antlers.
Suddenly on a distance side hill, you see him.
Quickly you begin a fast walk, dodging through a rolling patch of thick sagebrush intent on closing the distance between you and the muley buck.
Elevation: about 8,000 feet, all of which means your flatlander heart is thumping fast and your lungs are pumping for more air than you can inhale.
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