Aren't these majestic? These were in Jake's aunt and uncle's garage.
Thankful that Linda remembered them and was sweet enough to offer them
to us. Richard's dad shot this elk in Wyoming in 1965. The best part of
this piece is the tag still on the antlers. These antlers are a treasure
and a family heirloom, and we are so pleased to proudly display them.
If you're wondering size...remember, our ceilings are 10 feet high. =)
