Well, the Fish Hack is still recuperating from hanging around elk camps in the High Cascades last week.
I got out of the Rogue and into the woods for Sunday’s story trying to explain the lure of elk camp to the family members elk hunters left behind during this week’s hunt.
If you missed it, check out the story, photo and video HERE!!
Broke a few of those What Happens in Elk Camp Stays In Elk Camp credos, but that’s what I do.
Elk camp rituals:
Indulge in all food and drink
And, oh, shoot an elk?
Not too much Haiku in elk camp, but those are the barriers we at the Fish Wrap seek to break down on Haiky Monday.
You remember the drill — on Mondays the Fish Hack busts out a few non-rhyms in Japanese poetry. Three-liners — five syllables, then seven and finally five — about the outdoors.
Stupid Fish Hack tricks:
Bad poetry on nothing.
Haiku Monday rocks.
Elk camps were awesome. The thing about elk camp before opening weekend is that everybody’s happy and optimistic and drunk and wet from the rain and snow. Everyone believes this might be the year.
It’ll be different by the end of the week, when maybe 6 percent of the hunters around Union Creek, Prospect and Butte Falls will bag an elk. Yup, 6 percent success rate is about average.
Ninety-four percent
Go home tired, carcess-less
And way hung-over.
