One Nation, Under God
The weather on the opening weekend of the general hunting season surprised more than a few folks.
Hunters fled camps when snow collapsed their tents. Others awaited rescue after their vehicles got stuck in the mud.
The storm, which had been forecast for a week, dumped snow in the mountains and rain on the prairie.
What were they expecting?
It’s hunting season in Montana.
Get a clue.
The first hunting camp I worked was deep in the Beartooth Mountains. After setting up the camp we left a young wrangler named Mouse there to cut firewood and tend to things until we returned with the hunters.
It sn...
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