A year ago, dad broke a hip while changing a tire. He is 90 and still loves elk hunting near our family farm in northern Idaho. He kept at rehab and is back on his feet. He walks well and is remarkably strong, but gets tired so our hunts were just morning outings. Not like the old days in the backcountry, but we had a great time. Over four days we saw 100 elk, including some big herd bulls. He got a shot (ok, emptied his magazine) at a raghorn but missed clean. Stay tuned. I'll be writing an article about our adventure. Lesson: Keep at it!