Damn, you guys in Wisky rival the men in Montana. Every time I go up there to snow mobile with my buds, we gotta go "Buffalo" woman hunting. And I'm never packin enough flour for this ordeal. Not to mention our pilot can't stand flying there in the winter, we did a power skid one year, I swear to God, thought we were gonna hit a moose or something big like that, maybe an elk. I'd had grabbed the wheel, except a jet doesn't have one and I didn't have enough Jager on board to overcome the rush of flying a damn plane on the ground. Fortunately, the pilot figured out what end was up and stopped the bird in time. Last time we flew to Montana. We drive now. And carry big enough guns to take care of MOOSE. Ain't that right Natashia?
~T~
