Column: The fun in hunting is misery

When you’re back home and the meat is processed and in the freezer, it’s easy to post, comment or otherwise communicate to everyone in your circle that the misery of alpine hunting or hunting in general, is worth it.

I tried something different. As I was leaning on my trekking poles, cautiously making my way down the mountain, I tried to extract everything from the moment. And yeah, I use trekking poles. There are people who are anti-pole and anti-crampons because they are tougher or more Alaskan than me, so if you are one of those, then you win.
Anyway, with my camping gear and a boned-out buck in my pack, I analyzed now rather than a possibly edited memory. I knew later the #sweatequity would be worth it, but what about right now?

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