Posted on10 June 2010.
I’ll never forget the first time I saw the White King.
It was a late October morning in 1968. My dad had driven through the night to reach Elko in time for breakfast at the Commercial Casino. In a few hours we’d be setting our camp on McDonald Creek and spend the next five days hunting mule deer.
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