Different mother, still my brother. Six shooters and samurai swords? It’s all basically the same. Underneath it all, we’re just two old souls searchin’ for our next cold one.
The undisputed king of the backcountry, built like a freight train with claws that could tear apart a picnic basket—or a pickup truck. It doesn’t run or hide. If a bear wants something, it takes it. Keep your eyes peeled when you're out there!