Going to post this up at intermission of Charlie's tale.
Terry told y'all about the rock cairn that was built up by the river in memory of Chris Surtees. My first hunt at Solana was two years ago and I was truck partners with Chris that turn. My first blood trail on the property was recovering Chris's hog the first night of the hunt.
We shared a lot of laughs on that hunt and corresponded a lot afterwards. Best I figure, he still owes me a case of Levi Garret and I plan on collecting someday.
Last year I didn't make the Solana hunt and I sorely missed the chance to be present at what has been described as a fitting memorial to a son, father, friend, and hunting partner. When the time came to visit the river with Larry this year I had my chance to say goodbye in the best way I knew how.
I placed my rock on the cairn with the others and slipped a plug of tobacco in for good measure. I felt Chris's presence by the river and remembered that he is a part of us all.
It is a good spot and is visited by fine folks annually. I particularly like the fact that it is the spot where many Solana deer are taken for photographs. Including mine.
I've looked at these pictures several times since my return. I like the sun shining in the last picture. It reminds me to try and spread a little light myself.