Mercy killing while bp'ing

“Interesting article about the release of a man who killed his best friend while backpacking can be found here ”

“Oh. I thought Sarabelle finally used that Pulaski. Nevermind.”

“man i dont know about any of you ????”

“I saw that article on 60 Minutes? (or like program), had to be more than a year ago. The circumstances were extremely fishy (imo) and I'm surprised the killer got off on such an easy sentence.”

“Ok, so for any of you going on Montanapalooza this summer; when we're up at 10,000 feet and I say, "Man, I'm dyin'!' Don't take it literally!”

“Hey Prowler, I can't wait to meet you next week ...”

“I know somebody I /wanted/ to kill on the trail once.. my gosh.. he got this big polish hot dog for lunch, before we left?..

and kept breaking wind on the trail in front of me!”

“he knows who he is too.”

“TownDawg:

Did it ever occur to you that you could step up to the front of the line? You musta loved it.”

“always sniffin' butt”

“LMAO!!!!!!!!

8)”

“uhm. the question we should be asking is WHERE WAS CAMEL FLUFF AUGUST 8th 1999 ???”

“They were NOT from New Mexico, they were from Mass.

Another good reason for going solo!”

“I thought this was gonna be a bacpac thread.”

“Weren't they 1/2 mile from their vehicles, on the other side of a low ridge? I think I read that if they would have gone up, the car was on the other side.

I led a trip where I had to deal with a smart @ss 23 y/o know-it-all. She was always on my heels, and on the 4th day when we stopped, she followed me to look for a campsite. A few minutes later, I ran back to the group, yelling that she broke her arm. Six hours later, we got horses to come in and take her out. The big joke after that (and the years to follow), was that I pushed her. I really didn't do it, even though I wanted to. Little miss know-it-all tried to go down a rock slope covered with black algae. Duhh!”

“Hee hee Snow Nymph, I read your post a 1/2 year back...we believe you.

If ever I backpack with you...I'll tie you down before I turn in.

Yeah, back to that killer...the friend that got knifed was bigger and stronger...I don't think he would've wimped out that easily. Plus they still had some canned food left...food with juices in them ie. sardines and stuff. I read in Outside Magazine a few years back that the killer wanted to be a hotshot sports/adventure writer...maybe he thought this was his way to get famous.”