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| ++++ Stuck in Bangor Again | | ++++ Stuck in Bangor Again | | ||
| + | We are back in the states. | ||
| + | Sworn to secrecy. | ||
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| + | We are blowing off steam. | ||
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| + | We get invited to a hunting trip. | ||
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| + | Grab a bunch of stuff. | ||
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| + | ++++ The Hike In | | ||
| + | It's a good day's hike to the cabin. | ||
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| + | We see some deer and moose tracks on the way to the campsite. | ||
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| + | RoyMcConnel sees a strange mound at the base of a tree (while off taking a piss). | ||
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| + | We check it out (it's uphill all the way, ugh). Some sort of nest. No eggs, shells, food scraps. | ||
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| + | RoyMcConnel finds some dark fur. | ||
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| + | We leave. | ||
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| + | ++++ Camping | | ||
| + | I try to setup a lean-to, but RoyMcConnel has to fix it up for me, dammit. | ||
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| + | We talk a bit then turn in. | ||
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| + | ++++ Little Man| | ||
| + | We see a man in the distance. | ||
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| + | We get to the cabin | ||
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| + | ++++ The Cabin | | ||
| + | We offload a bit and head down to the creek for some fishing. | ||
| + | I make a janky rod, don't catch shit. | ||
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| + | OzzyOsmark finds some large tracks. | ||
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| + | We discuss what they could be. We get spooked and head back to the cabin. | ||
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| + | Double time. | ||
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| + | The cabin looks cozy. Smoke coming out of the chimney and stuff. | ||
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| + | ++++ Screamers in the Woods | | ||
| + | We start hearing lots of noises, and things. | ||
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| + | Then the shooting starts. | ||
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| + | We manage to fight them off, but most of us are wounded and Mike is down hard--we will have to hump him out on a stretcher. | ||
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