Alberta: Home of the “Dream” Bucks!
A full two hours before the first hint of light, I restlessly waited outside a small woodlot for the erratic Alberta winds to stabilize. After about 15 minutes, the strong swirling winds changed to a soft Canadian breeze that continued to blow directly into my face. With more than one and a half hours of darkness remaining, I started my slow, stealthy stalk into the woodlot.