This place has got everything! There’s even two wood stoves! I’ll also note that the radio doesn’t work, there’s no electricity here and maybe there won’t be for awhile. However I just can’t help flicking the power switch just in case.
There’s also a comfy little chair that I’m sure I’ll use from time to time. Upstairs there’s two sets of bunks which tells me this used to be quite a favorite place for people to visit.
I make a fire to melt snow for water and then boil it carefully to eradicate any possible microscopic creatures. In the morning depending on the weather I might go hunting, heck out the lake and surrounds. Perhaps both. I rack out for the night.
Man is it ever a great day to do just about anything. The lake is beckoning so I head out onto the firmly frozen ice- there’s fishing huts out there.
I’m so eager to check things out I almost entirely miss the wolf ahead of me if I hadn’t seen the rock moving in front of the snow I might’ve missed it entirely. I have to be more attentive if I’m going to survive!
The rifle kicks up in spite of how carefully I had gripped it, placing it firmly against my shoulder. I hear the yelp from the wolf ahead but I’m not certain that I score a hit. He runs off and I continue towards the nearest Ice Fishing hut.
I search the nearest fishing hut, there’s another hatchet in here along with a hook and line, a soda, some cloth and a candy bar.
As I exit the fishing hut I see that there’s not 1 wolf but 3. I choose to show both respect and discretion and head back towards the Camp Office, I will try this way again tomorrow.
I find a ravaged deer nearby and harvest it for meat, gut and hide. By the time I’m done it’s also getting late so I chop up a nearby cedar limb and head inside.
I lay out the hide to cure, start a fire and cook up the venison, prepare more water and tired go to sleep with a full, warm, tummy.
Satisfied to have survived my 3rd day.