boots

What you wear on your feet can make or break your hunt.

By Craig Boddington

The last day I was in Estonia it finally turned cold--not really cold like it should be in mid-November, but a good hard frost. For that last evening we’d picked a remote stand overlooking a perfect meadow, and there were plenty of moose tracks around. No hunt is over until it’s over, and I thought I had a good chance. The Europeans don’t recognize our concept of “shooting hours,” so I was still sitting there in the cold dark a couple of hours after sundown. It wasn’t really dark; the moon was full, and the meadow was bathed in soft light.

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