Highwood Mountains

And I took him elk hunting.

He had a roommate whose father had a ranch in the Highwood Mountains.

And the whole way over there, he kept telling me how he was just going to run my ass off, apart from my French.

You know, we went up this mountain, and I looked back behind me about 400 yards, and he was sitting on a rock, gasping for air yeah

Sucker? You see this nugget, you river sniper? We're gonna get more like it.

You've been laughing at me and my gold in the Highwood Mountains, huh? Well, we'll see who's the sucker.

No good varmint? I've got a good mind.

Tom!

Shorthorn Tom didn't awake until the next morning, and I marveled at his recuperative powers.

He showed not the slightest effect of the night before him.

We collected our burrow and left Fort Benton at sunrise and started south toward the Highwood Mountains.

Two days later, we were in the heart of the mountains.