I’ll play . Thanks Smitty . Me and a couple buds took off to Arizona for a Javie hunt which from Idaho takes a long time but also very nice in January. I almost forgot about this part . On our way thru Utah we picked up another friend who had a Sazuki sidekick that he had just buffed out real nice for driving in the desert without giving your truck a pin stripe job. Picture this 3 guys a dodge pickup and a huge trailer with the little jeep and all our gear piled up all around on this trailer and we are just having a grand time and we start getting closer to the dam in Arizonia and it clicks we can’t cross the dam with a trailer ( because of the year security was tight terrorist you know). Any way we decide to go for it and of course they stop us and ask the standard questions guns tobacco booze and we all chime in well yah this is a hunting trip. They let us thru and we get where we are going, set up a nice camp wall tent and I set my own small tent up ( I like being on the ground instead of cots). We decide that evening we are going hunting my buds drive and I’m a walker so we all take off and I get into some pigs right off and put a nice stalk on with no joy. By the time it was over I decide I better head back because it gets dark dark in the desert. So I am walking along and come up on a cliff a nice vantage point so I can see where I am. I look down and I’ll be go to hell theres another camp ?? I dare those folks to put a camp on our mountain so I turn around and start beating feet because it’s getting dark and I get lost in my own backyard. Long story short it’s black and I’m lost. I finally after a time stumble onto a road and decide left or right and by God I make the right decision. I get back to camp and everyone ask where you been ? I start telling them about the camp somewhere right next to us and all the same time we look at each other and figure that was our camp you jackass . We started laughing so hard I thought I was going to cry. Any way we still laugh about that trip today, there all good.
