Got a strange message from an online acquaintance today. He's not usually one to get excited, but he was adamant that I get out of town today and find someplace to lay low. It's been a while since I visited my hunting cabin, so I'm spending the weekend here.
I'm about 30 miles from anywhere, surrounded by trees and squirrels. I'm hoping the fish are biting in the morning, or I'll be raiding the cupboards.
Note to self: Pack better variety of canned food next time. Spam and Chef Boyardee are going to get old fast.
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