A couple of the guys still carry some first aid. Frankly it is a matter of six one way and half a dozen the other. You can carry first aid for yourself and other team members who might get injured, but it does nothing for a deer that has burns on seventy percent of its body and needs to be put down. Then there are the old stories about old-timers who had situations where the burned were so many and that they had so few bullets left that the burned were lining up so that when the rifle was fired the bullet could kill more than one. I’m getting off track. The point is that I normally would have been carrying some sort of flashlight but because of the afore mentioned circumstances I found myself without any sort of artificial light. Bert and Earnie, as I began to call them, did an excellent job keeping me from walking into things, or worse, walking off them. We created our own way of communicating while saying nothing, which I found to be quite smart. They would squeeze my hand when we were coming upon an obstacle which might require some special tactics to get by it. If we were coming to a place where we had to climb they would squeeze my hand and then motion upwards with it. The opposite when coming down. Left and right were motions in those respective directions. I cannot say whether this is a tactic employed by all the bigfoot parents and children but it certainly lends logic to think it might be that way. next page | |