Yet again, Matt pulled another rabbit out of his hat and got a fire for us.
Everywhere you go, mother nature's throwing some curve-ball at you.
It's darker than a well diggers ass.
I ran across a rattlesnake once in New Mexico, you know what I did with it, chopped its head off and we ate it.
Three fires is the international distress signal.
So far he's bringing his A-game.