Photographs supplied by Valerie Caldwell. Alyssa Caldwell and her father had been hunting all day. The weather had been nasty; cloudy skies with snow and rain alternating. They had seen a few elk, much too far away to take a shot. They left their makeshift blind to see if they could spot another elk before the end of the day. It was the middle of the afternoon. At 12, Alyssa was already an experienced huntress. She had started shooting at 5, and had a new rifle, a stainless Howa 1500, as her elk gun. They...