I've carried my share of venison out, thousands of possums, know my local mountain very well... It was never a contest between me and the males of the family nor friends...it was because I love the wilderness, the dear old mountain, the bush night, the birds, and that early morning with some sassy little Jap yikeing away over the gully...I find great solace in the wilderness and feel safer out there than anywhere...all the material clutter we hang on to, as the ancient mariner did the albatross around his neck, does not count a jot when you out there...and I do not see how being a female makes that any different...
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