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No Easy Lessons: Hunting Caribou

A couple weeks ago Padre and I got up to bad weather. It had been raining all night, so loud we sat up several times to shake our heads and wonder if the sound on the tarp could be replicated (maybe by filling a tumble dryer with nickels and other, smaller tumble dryers), but sometime before sunrise the wind kicked up so the rain was driving sideways into the quarter-inch ply that made one wall of our hut. Also the temperature fell, so when we did get up we sat in our sleeping bags a while, remarking how bad the weather was for shooting bows. Maybe wiser folks would stay inside, wait, not... read more