The itch to grab our Crispi boots and escape into the bush had been growing for weeks. So, when the weekend forecast promised at least one pearler day, we didn’t hesitate. It was time for a long-overdue chamois hunt.
It’s a big feeling for sure. The one you get when the helicopter disappears down the valley having just dropped you way out of easy walking range on the side of a hill somewhere.
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