HOW FATE GAVE ME A DAY WITH NOTHING TO DO
Jan 21, 2019
2 minutes
By David E. Petzal
PHOTOGRAPH BY JIM GOLDEN
nce in a great while, whatever force controls our destiny gives a hunter a break. You punch your tag early on and then get to loaf in camp while everyone else goes out and busts their hump in the rain, snow, and cold. I got one of those days in a caribou camp about 70
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