It can even get somewhat boring after several days of looking at the same country (no matter how beautiful) with no bears in it.
What!!!????? Boring??? How dare you call the study and memorization of every shadow and twig in miles of alder lines boring? Is there anything better than returning time and again to the same unknown piece of detritus among the endless sea of green, hoping that it has moved itself? Man. Some people!!!
(I'm okay,
yes, I am.
)
