How to Save a Failed Farm

El Paso Mountain is fifteen miles from the farm, at the extreme northeast of the town.It is about 30 feet high and stretches for more than [-] miles from south to north.With dense coniferous forests, wide valleys and clear streams, aspen, western red cedar, larch and spruce are lush and green all year round, providing a safe habitat for game birds and montane.Wildflowers abound in the forests and tall meadows, where delphiniums, gentians, flameweeds, and mushrooms hide.

Over the El Paso Mountains is the prestigious Corpus Bay.The humid subtropical air flow is blocked at the other end of the mountains, and the west is a large and vast plain.

They chose to set off on a sunny day. Lance took out guns and bullets from the basement. As long as he had a qualification certificate, there were almost no restrictions on the purchase of these things.Almost every American family has a full range of camping equipment. Although they go by car, they can only hike after entering the mountains, so they only bring basic equipment for cooking, such as kettles, tableware, thermos cups, pots, etc., and barbecue The frame can be obtained locally.

Hunting is a process that requires patience and time, and they will stay in the mountains for two to three days.Before departure, Lance prepared some semi-finished food.After all, hunting still requires luck. If they are unlucky and fail to hunt anything, they can't stay hungry all the time.

Sandwich was too small, he was not a good hunting dog for his breed, and he was extraordinarily active, so it would be unsafe to take him with him, he might run away into the woods.Lance temporarily fostered it at Joseph's house. When Mrs. Joseph heard that they were going to camp, she generously gave them a dozen marinated bacon and beef sauce, which Lance preserved with a vacuum machine.

The weather at the end of November had turned cold. The pickup truck was galloping on the empty and straight road. Ye Qun opened the car window, and the northeast wind that swept across the entire field immediately rushed in with a bit of coolness.He took a deep breath of the somewhat sweet air, and excitedly leaned out half of the car window to look back, until the farm where a white mansion stood turned into a small black spot, and his sight continued. Can't catch either.

"Woho~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" Ye Qun shouted excitedly with his hands around his mouth, his voice was stretched by the wind, and turned into a strange tone that echoed in the desolate wilderness.

He is 30 years old, and he is no longer a boy, but the vast world, the deserted road, and the clear outline of the mountains in the distance make him relax like never before.

Lance couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Are you so happy?"

"Of course." Ye Qun's voice was a little hoarse.He yelled hoarsely. He had never sang so hard in KTV. It seemed that all the negative energy in his body had been vented out with a loud yell. Then his body became extremely light and powerful, and his chest was filled with fresh and pure energy. Breath, with a little wheat flavor, "There is no such experience in the city, you don't know how many people dream of your current life."

"is it?"

"Every young man who is stressed and stressed dreams that he can return to the pastoral life. He has a lot of time to kill every day. Time is what people who work in cubicles want most."

"I hope you don't feel bored." Lance said, "Maybe after a while you will feel that farm life is not as good as you imagined, after all, there is a lack of entertainment here."

"Life is not perfect, but we have to choose." Ye Qun smiled slightly, "At least in my life plan, I always hope to leave the city one day, if you have been to Beijing, you will have the same idea. "

"The air is pretty bad." Lance's bushy eyebrows raised. "I remember that everyone on the street wore a mask. To be honest, during the days when I was on a business trip, my rhinitis almost killed me."

"Yeah, there's still a lot of traffic jams, and a lot of time is wasted on commuting to and from get off work every day." Ye Qun complained.

Lance nodded sympathetically: "Actually, New York is similar, it's like this in every city."

Ye Qun's tone was full of envy: "So you own a farm at a young age, and your recreational activities are hunting and fishing. Your life is simply my dream model."

"Your dream has come true," Lance showed his white teeth, his smile was as warm as the sun, "you have everything about me."

"I like this place so much." Ye Qun turned his head and smiled at Lance.There was nothing special about this road, this field. He had seen far more magnificent scenery during his hikes, but now he was really relaxing to experience it all.He met Lance's gentle eyes, "Because you are by my side."

They soon arrived at the foot of El Paso Mountain, and each of them carried a hiking bag on their backs and started hiking.The road is uneven and ups and downs, which is not easy to walk, especially when they are all carrying heavy loads.Ye Qun has half a year of hiking experience, so this difficulty is no problem for him.But what surprised him was that Lance didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Although he was tall, he could always avoid the rain-soaked soil and various obstacles flexibly.

"You seem to be very experienced, do you often hike?" Ye Qun asked, swinging a tree branch blocking his view with his alpenstock.

"After living here for a long time, I will always have some experience, and I used to be in the outdoor sector, and I often went to the wild." Lance raised a bright smile a little proudly, "So whether it's camping or hiking, I'm very good at it , You can completely trust me."

They chose an open space by the stream with its back against the cliff. After Lance skillfully cleaned up the fallen leaves, dead branches and small stones on the ground, he began to set up the tent.Lance's tent was a large family tent with complex construction, but the two of them, strong-bodied grown men, got the job done quickly.Lance took out the solar camping light from his bag and took advantage of the midday sun to charge it.

For their first meal in El Paso, they obviously couldn't expect game.Ye Qun has no experience in camping. During his half-year global travel, he would find a foothold most of the time. After all, his purpose is to travel, not to exercise his ability to survive. He never treats himself badly. It also makes him more inclined to safe and comfortable hotels or AIRBNB.Only on rare occasions when he missed the trip, he would pitch a tent on the spot and sleep for a night, and it was just a sleep. He never made a fire in the wild to cook.

There was nothing else he could do to help him, so he stayed in the tent and spread out the moisture pads and sleeping bags, and sprayed bug spray around the campsite.Then unpack several bags of sausage and pasta, and a can of meat.He washed the potatoes and tomatoes with the stream water, cut them into slices with a Swiss Army knife according to the recipe at noon today, fetched water from the stream, and finally put the pot on the simple shelf that was built.

Lance returned a short time later with a large bundle of dried birch branches as crunchy as candy.He left a portion next to the tent, covered with a sheet of moisture-proof paper, and stacked the rest under the camping pot.

Lance went to the river to choose a few stones, formed a circle around the firewood, protected the flame of the lighter with one hand, and gently fanned it with the other hand, and successfully lit the fire.

Ye Qun silently watched his skillful movements: "Do you often need to spend the night in the field during interviews?"

"Not always. It's just that when I used to hunt with old Jack, I would stay in the woods for days at a time," Lance replied, putting the spaghetti into the boiling water.

After a simple meal of spaghetti bolognese and fried potatoes, they snuffed out the fire, took guns and bullets, and set out to find their first prey of the trip.

Before this camping, Lance made a wooden target on the farm and taught him how to use a gun.Ye Qun was addicted to FPS games when he was a student, and he was a famous sharpshooter in the boys' dormitory.Although he hasn't played for several years, his hands are not too raw, and he gets started quickly.

However, there is still a big difference between real shooting and games, and the shooting games in his student days are far less realistic than they are now. Considering factors such as wind speed, recoil, and binocular stereo error, it took him two days of practice to gradually find the feel.

Lance was filling the magazine with bullets, only three bullets at a time, Ye Qun asked strangely: "Why don't you fill the magazine?"

"The law stipulates." Lance explained, "The prey must be given a chance to escape. This is for ecological balance, otherwise the number will be much smaller next year."

Ye Qun has to admire the comprehensive consideration and standardized management of foreign countries in terms of environmental protection, and everyone consciously abides by it. China has made progress now, but there is still a long way to go.

He followed Lance a little nervously, thinking about how to convince himself not to hesitate when he pulled the trigger.Thousands of years ago, our ancestors were chasing prey in the jungle, but human beings have evolved to this day, and civilization has gradually replaced wildness.

Ye Qun has never even killed a chicken, let alone shot a deer or other animals with his own hands.He was faintly excited and agitated, and spent the whole afternoon in this contradictory mentality, but until the light gradually dimmed, they did not trace a trace of a living creature.

For safety, they have to return to the camp before dark.Lance reassured him that hunting was luck, neither of them had much experience, even if a seasoned hunter went into the mountains for several days, he might not be able to catch the prey.Ye Qun nodded, and he was not depressed. He was not obsessed with what he must hunt.

On the way back, they saw many mushrooms under the forested fir trees, but it was very risky to identify whether the mushrooms were poisonous in the wild, so they did not pick them.

They brought enough dry food, but if they ate for three days, the fun of the trip would be lost.Back at camp, Lance pried open a can and tied a piece of string around the mouth of the bottle.