Went from that mini vacation to work and been working evwr since. 16+ hour days, one 30 hours and one 20 hour shift. Literally got the call before I got home. Walked in to changenmy clothes and went right back out the door. But the other night I did snap a Pic that I thought was worth saving the moment.
We had friends that had a cabin up there and for a couple summers dad would haul the camper up with another group and we would stay for a week. For me it was pure wilderness. I remember bear tracks in the mud on the river bank. When it was time to come home I wanted to just run into the woods and hide and stay lol. That red horse ended up getting ground up and made into fish pattys. Great times for sure!
As a kid all I wanted was my own place to hunt and enjoy. As I grew older that dream got smaller. I can do what I set out to do but it isnt hundreds of acres... YET!