Lost : The Companion's View (by )

Now that you have read Henry’s account of being lost in the wood, I’ll tell you my side of the story as the companion and the various thought that prompted my actions.  Henry and I had driven up Friday night, slept on the ground and had risen early for a full day of hunting.   The plan was to first look for morel at the burn north of Pipi Valley campground and then look for boletes on the way home that evening...