It’s been almost a year since I wrote my last story and I have received comments from a few subscribers asking when I was going to write another one. My current plan is to only write one after a new hunt. However, at my age I’m just not hunting very often. I spend most of my time reminiscing about all of my old hunts especially when I get to talk to someone who has just returned from a hunt. I love hearing the details and always wonder if I could handle another tough hunt. I always believe I can but could I really. When I think back to some of the bad ones with long hard packs, I know more than likely I couldn’t do it. I still do fine with a 40-to-50-pound load, which is what I call a day pack, but every year even that seems to be more difficult.
Packers
Packers are an integral part of a guide operation. There would be five or six brutal days but worked in between would be easier days of camp chores. They also got to spend more time flying in the “super cub” with me, even if they were sitting back there on a moose quarter or a pack full of caribou meat. My guides might get to see a couple different camps in a season but most packers would make it to all the camps. I’m sure for most of those that had not flown in a small plane, it was quite an experience. Just because of their duties I spent more time with the packers. It was always surprising to me to see the comradery shown between the guides and packers since some of the packers would only be there one season. I have always been proud of AAA’s employees. Follow along and read some of the adventures of the “Packers”.