October 19, Part 3: Drinking and shooting #2

After I'd been there a while a hunter and his girlfriend dropped by the campsite, dressed in camo and day-glo orange -- a combination I have yet to understand.  The boy had a rifle, and he said he was hunting for grouse.

I told him about the litterbug I'd seen when he mentioned that he often stopped by this site to cut wood and clean up trash.  Around when I said "the good people in the world outnumber the bad," he finally put his gun down, laying it against the shelter.  They talked with me for a couple more minutes and then left, the girlfriend smiling at me.

It wasn't until later I realized I may have interrupted something a bit more serious than grouse hunting.

Day 120 ended: Fox Trap campsite.