On Tuesday, I took the kids to school and finished packing the truck, Mighty Whitey for the trip to the Black Rock. I hit the road at 10:00 am. After various stops along the way I was at my Home on the Range in an aspen patch 45 road miles out of Gerlach just an hour before dark.
That night I could hear the rodents rustling all around the underbrush and edges of the tent....ALL NIGHT, rustle, rustle, rustle...They were bold. They would grab food off the table with you right there. I made sure to keep the tent zipped up and I was glad I had hard sided lockers for my dry food. A nearby camp caught 18 in traps one night resetting them. I watched one get caught 30 seconds after they set it.
That night I could hear the rodents rustling all around the underbrush and edges of the tent....ALL NIGHT, rustle, rustle, rustle...They were bold. They would grab food off the table with you right there. I made sure to keep the tent zipped up and I was glad I had hard sided lockers for my dry food. A nearby camp caught 18 in traps one night resetting them. I watched one get caught 30 seconds after they set it.