My hunting partner and I killed two rams late in the day 80 miles from the nearest lightbulb and several from our base camp. As we came out of the basin we were in with packs full of meat the fog rolled in. It was so thick seeing 15’ was almost impossible. Knowing the terrain we were in and the dangers it posed we crawled behind a VW sized rock and spent the night getting rained and snowed on trying to keep hypothermia at bay. Long night that was.
That sounds like an epic day, Chuck.
