By Krissie Mason
Up at 5:00am. Feeling excited and eager as I make my way through the dark cabin pulling on the Prois camo clothing I laid out the night before. My excitement has been building very slowly, but now there’s a crescendoing. Mari, Randy and I head over to the mess hall for a cup of coffee before heading out. Breakfast comes later. I discover I’ll be hunting for boar in much the same way that I hunted for whitetails so many years ago; at daybreak and dusk. Mari is not hunting, but with me to shoot a few photos. We climb up in Anthony’s dualie because getting around on such a huge property in an expeditious manner requires more than foot, horses, or ATVs.