It is now 4:30 am. Pat, Koda, Boots, and Liam rolled out about ten minutes ago heading for a 5-day adventure back into the Scapegoat Wilderness. This time, however, they will set up camp in Tobacco Valley near the Blackfeet River after a three hour drive, then another six hours on horseback. It's a hard ride, especially this time of the year when daylight ends too soon, and the push is on to make camp before dark. But once they make camp they will stay put for the duration unlike most trips where they are on the move each day putting as many as 20 miles behind them before settling in for the night.
Four men, ten horses, fly rods, a few novels, and a bottle of Scotch--the perfect gentleman's vacation and the last pack trip of the season.
And so it is.
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