Originally Posted by Angus1895
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.

Way back when GPS technology was new I came out to a road and the GPS said go left to get back to the truck. I started walking. After a few hundred yards I recognized where I was at and turned around. 1 /2 miles the other way there sat my truck.

I have no idea why the GPS sent me the wrong way.

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An 8 dollar driveway boy living in a T-111 shack

LOL