There we go. Like a night at the cottage. Except that I have no food, no friends, and no beer.
~Les Stroud, after hanging up a piece of netting like a hammock chair.
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Les Stroud: Whoops, my squirrel is burning.
There we go. Like a night at the cottage. Except that I have no food, no friends, and no beer.
~Les Stroud, after hanging up a piece of netting like a hammock chair.
Les Stroud: Whoops, my squirrel is burning.