The call of the coyote can be roughly translated to…. Thanks you gringos for collecting the grub and providing a means for cooking these small and gamey morsels.

Oh the jumping spider dance…. good stuff. Poor brad. We got caught in Arizona after reading all the watch out for these critters plaque…. one reason not to read them i guess….

I remember staying at a cottage years ago i awoke to something crawling across my chest so i did the big smack and went back to sleep. When i woke up i vaguely remember it and look on my chest to see nothing. Shrugged then got up and there stuck to my sheets was a 1 inch spider squished.. hehehe funny.. but i was not in the ‘zone’ for the dangerous ones.

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