It is a lonely land.

Tomorrow is the last day of duck hunting here in Tenasi. I'm going out soon to what I call "The Perch Hole", a reservoir hidden back in the mountains. Kayak, shotgun, and fishing pole. Maybe I can jump-shoot a duck or two. Maybe catch a yellow perch or two to broil over an open fire for my lunch.
Two days ago I was wandering the mountains, scouting, and squirrel hunting. Dropped into a real pretty little hidden valley, but game sign was mighty sparse. I did see one squirrel but it disappeared into a hole in a beech tree before I could draw a bead on it.

February - "the hunger moon" - starvation time

Wood's lonely, forum's lonely, aaarrrgghh...