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My Elk Hunt...The Good...The Bad...And The Ugly
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<blockquote data-quote="COBrad" data-source="post: 12933" data-attributes="member: 1940"><p>Ian M, camp cooks have been some of the quirkiest folks I have ever met. I did have one the last several years I outfitted that was just a lifesaver. He was an old packer himself that was tired of guiding, and a bit past the point that he wanted to run a pack string full time. No matter how tough things got or how tired we all were, he could be counted on. He never drank in camp, but spent the rest of the year making up for opportunity missed <img src="http://images/icons/grin.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> One night I pulled into camp after midnight, a regular occurance, with a string of eight pack horses to unload. Mike came out of the cook tent with eyes not quite open yet, but a hot cup of coffee just the same. As I took a drink I thought it was bubbly looking coffee, and it sure was! He had heated the wrong pot and poured me a cup of the dirty dish water. :eek</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="COBrad, post: 12933, member: 1940"] Ian M, camp cooks have been some of the quirkiest folks I have ever met. I did have one the last several years I outfitted that was just a lifesaver. He was an old packer himself that was tired of guiding, and a bit past the point that he wanted to run a pack string full time. No matter how tough things got or how tired we all were, he could be counted on. He never drank in camp, but spent the rest of the year making up for opportunity missed [img]images/icons/grin.gif[/img] One night I pulled into camp after midnight, a regular occurance, with a string of eight pack horses to unload. Mike came out of the cook tent with eyes not quite open yet, but a hot cup of coffee just the same. As I took a drink I thought it was bubbly looking coffee, and it sure was! He had heated the wrong pot and poured me a cup of the dirty dish water. :eek [/QUOTE]
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