Dad was dying, but was adamant about visiting,.... They flew up, I met em' in their hotel in Calgary, and they toughed out a not so bad trip down to the main ranch HQ, and than had a ball on the 10 mile 4 x 4 slog remaining to get to my line camp. Wet year, so our feet were wet fording. I'd gotten the old shack all squared away for em', and set up a tent camp for myself,....Dad's "special diet" pretty much went out the window over the week they were there, Moose, Elk, and Venison, REAL whipped cream and such.
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