Ya , ya, another "dead Caribou" post.....im looking over lots apictures and enjoying my evening, so while Im at it, I figured Id post away.
It aint always easy making a living working for yourself, and lean times are around the corner for artists, after the holidas and before the Tourists show up, and a guy has to wok, like it or not.
Thanksgiving day, after checking a few traps I had set, I came apon a 40mph "*** happend?" moment, where my ski caught a willow root and pinballed me off the trail into the willows who promptly shot me right back onto the trail agin, but without me beaver hat, mask, or neckwarmer, but one thick willow branch gave me a massive lump on my head, a purple eye, and pushed my knee near my nose, folding my hip bone up into my ribs. When the stars faded, I realized I was still on the machine, but stopped....
That the snow go suffer'd no injury didnt make me feel better, but what the heck, 'coulda been worse............I gave it a couple days, and I went to the clinik because it wasnt getting better, and I wasnt sleeping. Ver there, they got to poke and prod, confirming 3 of my ribs were broke. I had bound them with a couple Ace bandages, and snapped the ribs back, to the disgust of alotta ears...~~LOL!!~~ but it made it easier to breath and It feed my hands from holding my chest.
Got Codine outta the deal, an sat around as best I could for a week. The codine ran out, and its was a good pain killer, and a better sleep aid. My first time taking that stuff....first ribs Ive ever broke as welll.....The ribs are still tender, but not pounding mad with each breath anymore so Ibuprofine is just fine now.
Soooooo, as were heading outta town for a couple weeks, I mounted the ride, and Off I went. I pop'd the traps I had set, took home a couple more Fox, and one Beaver (in an Otter set ~~LOL!!~~)
Low and behold, about 50 Caribou got in the way, and I couldnt resist
two fat ones and slow work