SMOKEJUMPERS: PAGE 195
2005 - WAITING FOR OUR SHIP TO COME IN
The cabin was safe. Our burn show was a success, and now it was time to leave. But visibility was poor, and a helicopter would not make it for nearly three days. No streams ran in or out of this small lake, and there were no fish to be caught. Aside from a 25 mile-hike to the Yukon, all we could do was wait. Food supplies were waning fast, and we figured if we could catch a muskrat, it would certainly taste like chicken, right? Perhaps. But upon pelt removal, a large yellow cyst appeared on it's back, then promptly burst, unleashing an odor most undelightful.
Sun Sets On Another Day
Cold Kickin' It In Camp...
...And On the Rooftop
Trapper's Cabin Trapping Flies
Cabin Needs Clean Sweep
No Muskrat Love Here...

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