About 5 years ago, I sat glassing in the sagbrush near the top of a 9000 foot mountain. Probably sat for an hour then got cold, so I walked back to the horse about 1/2 mile upslope. Glassed another hour then mounted up and rode about an hour down the mountain toward camp then thought "oh +@(&!," where's my rifle!
Took an hour to get back and lots of passes in the sagebrush before cut my tracks then found the gun, whew!!!
So how many have left his weapon behind and how long to find it?
Anyone dare admit he never found it?
Took an hour to get back and lots of passes in the sagebrush before cut my tracks then found the gun, whew!!!
So how many have left his weapon behind and how long to find it?
Anyone dare admit he never found it?