So I’m up on the Idaho , Montana Border with a muzzle loader.
I’m wandering around exhausted, thinking I should check another bench or go find the mules.
I’m whipped, I like talking to my self when. So I says. “ I better get out the GPS because I got no idea where I am.”
I sits on a stump thinking about getting a drink from my pack as the satellites lock in. I use a rhino.
I looks up, movement, it’s close………..It’s my pack mule Scooter tied to a tree!
He has chilled adult beverages in his panniers……
Awesomeness!
I can turn the rhino off!
And I can leave that canteen of water in my pack be.
Last edited by Angus1895; 10/22/23.
