The Legend of Pete Correale

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The last time Pete and I were in Africa together, he sat in a baboon blind but had some trouble locking in. If you've hung out with Pete for more than 30 seconds, you know he keeps a smorgasbord of "medication" on hand at all times. Pete double-barrelled a concoction of something that I'm sure was gingko biloba and rooibos tea up both nostrils simultaneously. About 15 minutes later, his eyeballs were vibrating, and he asked to go back to camp. As I finished dinner, I noticed Pete never joined us. I walked out to the skinning shed and found him in the walk-in freezer having a very one-sided yet detailed conversation with a blue wildebeest about ankle socks.
 
The last time Pete and I were in Africa together, he sat in a baboon blind but had some trouble locking in. If you've hung out with Pete for more than 30 seconds, you know he keeps a smorgasbord of "medication" on hand at all times. Pete double-barrelled a concoction of something that I'm sure was gingko biloba and rooibos tea up both nostrils simultaneously. About 15 minutes later, his eyeballs were vibrating, and he asked to go back to camp. As I finished dinner, I noticed Pete never joined us. I walked out to the skinning shed and found him in the walk-in freezer having a very one-sided yet detailed conversation with a blue wildebeest about ankle socks.
I thought that story ended with Pete asking everyone to get in a trust circle and then explaining the naked centipede game....but maybe that's better on the "It's only gay if...." thread in this forum.
 
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