Cooking with your rifle
Finally had a chance to go out hunting. Friday I hiked back to the intersection of two cut lines and set up camp beside a stream. Saturday evening while I'm cooking dinner, a black bear with cinnamon markings wandered into my camp. My rifle was at the tent, 20-30m from the cooking area. All I have to show for it is a picture of a bear's butt leaving the area at high speed.
Moral of the story: cook with your rifle!
In the immortal words of Jean Paul Sartre, 'Au revoir, gopher'.