Video Rating: 4 / 5
I apportioned the meat into three meat baggies. Loaded one into my pack, got a bearing on camp and tried getting there by going downhill to the canyon bottom and wending along it, hoping it would bend toward camp. No go. The canyon wound to north; camp was east. So I had to climb out anyway. Arriving at camp, I hung the one meat baggie, pared down the pack and headed back up for the other two. I took the trekking poles this time, which were immensely helpful in negotiating such steep terrain in snow. I dined that evening on elk tenderloin cooked on the woodstove, which is my tradition following a kill, enhanced by a side of cous-cous with a dash of powdered miso soup. Yum.
Video Rating: 5 / 5
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