We never went into town unless we ran out of beer, which happened if we scored early. Back in those days you only needed 3 guys for a bull tag. Last year there the five of us had 2 adult tags as my son drew an individual cow tag. We only took a bull and calf. I let the cow walk. No sense being greedy.
Grouse hunting was always great. Met a guy who drove up from Kentucky every year to work his setters on grouse.
Always found a huge patch of shaggy manes where the camp used to dump their walleye carcasses. Made for some fine soup every year, along with grouse breast.
