This would have been back in 2008.

I was working in Washington outside of Walla Walla.

And it would have been in the August.

It's heading towards fall and archer season was coming up.

I'm a Montana boy, so I grew up hunting.

They grew up on a farming ranch, kind of in the middle of nowhere. I was looking forward to getting out.

It's the Blue Mountains there in Washington.

I need to get out and I need to do some pre-season scouting.

If you're not a hunter, scouting is just simply trying to locate the animals you hope to hunt.

In Washington this was going to be really important because the archery season was pretty short.

I think it was the better part of like maybe a week, 10 days.

And so I go to a map and kind of the way I round out on where I'm going to hunt is I try to find places that are sort of inaccessible to the mainstream traffic flow people.

Typically that's where I have luck finding animals. They're going to be where humans are.

So I found a spot.

I, of course, got out of town late.

I was working a job at that time.

It was kind of a week-on, week-off stretch.

So I'd end up driving up into the mountains.

And it was getting into the afternoon.

I wasn't particularly thrilled about that because I really wanted to be able to kind of drive the roads

and find out where logging roads were gated, where they were open, and just kind of further

refine that access question, where are people getting into and where can I get?

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