The high plains/desert country I go bird hunting (quail/chucker) in is all of northern Nevada/northern eastern California.
I always tell my wife I will be back in 10 or 12 days, if I ain’t back in 20 days she should send out the Sheriff’s posse to find the body cause I’ll probably be dead.
Sheriff will have about 300 THOUSAND square (about 190 million acres) miles to search, probably wouldn’t find much, lots of coyotes out there.
At least she would know that I died doing what I love.
“At least she would know that I died doing what I love.”
Yeah, but it’s gonna HURT the entire time you’re dying, LOL!
I trust Beau; he’s a cross between John Bear and Ted Nugent and a little Chuck Norris thrown in there for good measure.
But, still.