6 or 7 years ago, a former Fire member came out to go mulie hunting. I took him on a llama pack trip. We had a ball and he got his mulie. I didn't get one but I wasn't half trying. I was just trying to find him one. I spotted one on a far hillside and we did a long range sneak. He crawled in and shot it, then we discovered that it was a different deer than the one we'd been after. No matter, everyone was very happy about it.


“In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.