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| fill'er up |
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| Kotz baby swing and whale bone |
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| just float to the Noatak and I'll get you there |
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| see you in a week or so.......looks like a storm |
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| Hello! |
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| skimp on food, but never on the coffee! |
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| hanging out near camp |
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| hey! |
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| I'm hidden aren't I? |
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| You haul that 'lisle and then hustle on back. |
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| head dress, Chief Buck |
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| riverside fox watching us float by |
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| glassing |
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| We'll slip over there. |
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| I love Mom's binnoculars! |
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| I'm still cold! |
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| Hunt staple, pilot bread. |
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| freight hauler |
