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I have thought it well to post this mostly for other outfitters.
On Tuesday the 4th I picked up Jason Edens (West Virginia) at OR Rambo intl.
After clearing firearms we proceeded, to my vehicle, to start the journey to Kwalata Wilderness.
Jason requested beer for the long road, this was no problem to me and I gladly obliged, after hitting the highway Jason asked if there was any way for him to connect with his family, I assured him there was and offered my cell phone at no charge. He spoke to his son.
I soon noticed that with every beer a hand full of tablets went in the same way.
Well 40 cigarettes a burn mark in my new pick up 12 beers and pills (by my later calculations roughly 18) we reached Kwalata (btw this is a 3 hour drive).
Being a gracious host I offered Jasom some snacks at the bar, he obliged requested a beer and a Jack Daniels.
I also had German clients in camp still as we speak, one drink led to the next with Jason visiting the rest room periodically with his leather (lap top like bag) accompanying every time.
Soon I noticed that something was not well.
Shortly after Jason indicated that he had back problems, and enquired about availability of Hydrocodone,
On Tuesday the 4th I picked up Jason Edens (West Virginia) at OR Rambo intl.
After clearing firearms we proceeded, to my vehicle, to start the journey to Kwalata Wilderness.
Jason requested beer for the long road, this was no problem to me and I gladly obliged, after hitting the highway Jason asked if there was any way for him to connect with his family, I assured him there was and offered my cell phone at no charge. He spoke to his son.
I soon noticed that with every beer a hand full of tablets went in the same way.
Well 40 cigarettes a burn mark in my new pick up 12 beers and pills (by my later calculations roughly 18) we reached Kwalata (btw this is a 3 hour drive).
Being a gracious host I offered Jasom some snacks at the bar, he obliged requested a beer and a Jack Daniels.
I also had German clients in camp still as we speak, one drink led to the next with Jason visiting the rest room periodically with his leather (lap top like bag) accompanying every time.
Soon I noticed that something was not well.
Shortly after Jason indicated that he had back problems, and enquired about availability of Hydrocodone,