We went hunting today. This time, it wasn’t for deer or elk. Instead, we searched for a replacement Ram for the homestead. Sadly, our faithful Ram must be retired. Its final days will be spent out on pasture. So, after grieving, we sought out viable prospects. However, it’s been twenty-years since either of us tracked one down. And naturally, today’s most handsome Bighorns are going to be higher. Fortunately, we won’t be eating tag soup. We found a good guide. We don’t even purchase a license, until we get what we want. Decisions. Decisions.