I was somewhat more fortunate. The bullet hit the ground beside me. Scared the 'you know what' out of me though. The ranger tracked the hunter down and turned him in. He was only one out of hundreds though...



>>I have a lot of friends from Texas, but I have to admit that having a near death experience due to one lone rich hunter in the rockies was enough! I used to live on a boyscout ranch - Camp Tahosa - outside of Ward, CO and every year Texans came up and roamed the mountains hunting (especially the illegal areas). They would shoot at anything that moved and when I was 15 I guess I looked too much like an Elk because one almost shot me. It was two or three years later Denver and Dallas made it to the SuperBowl. Grrrrrrrrr.... :o)
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>Oh, so you've been shot at in Colorado too! I was hunting the rolling hills above Gunnison in the Parlin Flats area when I heard a bullet whiz by my head and strike a tree. Funny how automatic dropping to the ground and incurring turret's syndrome are almost instantaneous.<g>