I remember one Elk season, long ago with a life long friend.
Up on the Uncompagre Plateau. Snow and Cold. The "grub" in our day box froze. Pudding, Ortega's and more significantly ..........the canned Sardines. My Bud named them "Sard-icicle's"... for a sardine popcicle the name stuck. They weren't ALL that bad.......but...... as they say........."Don't try this at Home!"
Moral: It's just another thing I Love about Hunting .........the memories that oft times have NOTHING to do with the "Havesting"!!!!
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