We used to bushwack through the woods at night trying to get lost. You need wild endless space to do that. Reminds me of my hiking partner. He never tripped, he was just inspecting fox droppings or getting a closer look at an object if droppings weren’t present. Probably true.
Makes me want to fly in to Nueltin Lake with a sea kayak and explore it for a couple of weeks.
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Frank Zappa