Press Release: Paradise, MI: Wolves, Moose, Incredible Vacations

On Fri, 17 Mar 2006 05:07:35 GMT, "Daniel-San"
wrote:

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I do in fact pollute a few other NGs with my commentary. R.BC is one of
them, and it's where I was fortunate enough to have made the electronic
acquaintance of Mr. McDougall. Fortunate in that after having made said
acquaintance, I now know exactly who should accompany Mr. Vandeman on the
first rocket to the sun. The question was bugging me a bit. The things that
keep one up at night.....

To survive in mid-June....an alcohol stove is clearly a prerequisite. ;-)


Alcohol may be. The stove isn't necessary. There are restaurants
scattered around that wilderness of the UP at close enough intervals.
Naturally there isn't much else. Dunno why they're there. It's a
wilderness full of wild animals and wild trees and Len and nothing
else, right? No human customers except the brave up there in da
Youper. It's a _wilderness_. We have Len's word for it. All those
things that look like farms and cottages and small businesses and
grocery store and stuff are just Ptomkin fakes.

The part I found scary was the sloppy kiss from a wolf. Duh. A wild
animal (supposedly) with really big teeth that close to my face. No
thanks. Maybe that's what happened to good old Tommy Beno from r.bc..
Took a class from Len, met a wolf and never returned.
--

r.bc: vixen
Speaker to squirrels, willow watcher, etc..
Often taunted by trout. Almost entirely harmless.
Really.

"Cyli" wrote om...
On Fri, 17 Mar 2006 05:07:35 GMT, "Daniel-San"
wrote:

(snipped)

I do in fact pollute a few other NGs with my commentary. R.BC is one of
them, and it's where I was fortunate enough to have made the electronic
acquaintance of Mr. McDougall. Fortunate in that after having made said
acquaintance, I now know exactly who should accompany Mr. Vandeman on the
first rocket to the sun. The question was bugging me a bit. The things
that
keep one up at night.....

To survive in mid-June....an alcohol stove is clearly a prerequisite. ;-)


Alcohol may be. The stove isn't necessary.

Inside 'joke' referring rather poorly to a discussion Wolfgang and I had
alcohol stoves a bit ago.

There are restaurants
scattered around that wilderness of the UP at close enough intervals.
Naturally there isn't much else. Dunno why they're there. It's a
wilderness full of wild animals and wild trees and Len and nothing
else, right? No human customers except the brave up there in da
Youper. It's a _wilderness_. We have Len's word for it.

And I tell ya what -- Len's word is as good as it gets, eh? I mean, a man
could die out there. It's at least a few miles to the nearest pasty stand,
no? All of those wilderness survival skills he has amassed must come in
handy up there.


All those
things that look like farms and cottages and small businesses and
grocery store and stuff are just Ptomkin fakes.

The part I found scary was the sloppy kiss from a wolf. Duh. A wild
animal (supposedly) with really big teeth that close to my face. No
thanks. Maybe that's what happened to good old Tommy Beno from r.bc..
Took a class from Len, met a wolf and never returned.

Beno, Lenny, and Mikey. What a fun trio.

Did the question of the legality of Lenny's wolf-pack-in-a-cage ever get
resolved? I forget.

--

r.bc: vixen
Speaker to squirrels, willow watcher, etc..
Often taunted by trout. Almost entirely harmless.
Really.

Dan

"Daniel-San" wrote in message
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"Cyli" wrote om...
On Fri, 17 Mar 2006 05:07:35 GMT, "Daniel-San"

...It's a wilderness....

...a man could die out there. It's at least a few miles to the nearest
pasty stand, no?...

Note to Mr. Miller: You would die out there.

Wolfgang

harumph, indeed! ...best remember the donner dinner party. if there are
that many fools gathered about a pasty stand, i reckon one of em would
be an easy victim. plus, that rank mess has gotta draw some edible
animals. and, as i recall, there's usually an ice cream cooler, a
grocery store, beer, pick-up trucks, and ranitadine near every pasty
purveyor i've been around.

jeff

Wolfgang wrote:
"Daniel-San" wrote in message
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"Cyli" wrote om...

On Fri, 17 Mar 2006 05:07:35 GMT, "Daniel-San"


...It's a wilderness....


...a man could die out there. It's at least a few miles to the nearest
pasty stand, no?...


Note to Mr. Miller: You would die out there.

Wolfgang

"Jeff" wrote in message
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harumph, indeed! ...best remember the donner dinner party. if there are
that many fools gathered about a pasty stand, i reckon one of em would be
an easy victim. plus, that rank mess has gotta draw some edible animals.
and, as i recall, there's usually an ice cream cooler, a grocery store,
beer, pick-up trucks, and ranitadine near every pasty purveyor i've been
around.

THAT'S what we like! A man who can improvise and live off the land......as
he finds it.

Wolfgang
who, come september, is sticking close to jeff.....um.....but who will also
be careful not to turn his back when he gets that lean and hungry look.