On a smoky evening, after a long week at the schools, Ryan and I headed up the mountain to listen for elk.
We heard a few, felt the first true chill of the coming autumn, and ate a hearty meal of cold victuals.
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On a smoky evening, after a long week at the schools, Ryan and I headed up the mountain to listen for elk.
We heard a few, felt the first true chill of the coming autumn, and ate a hearty meal of cold victuals.
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