Finding the ridge he'd descended and getting back to the packs at the "sand trap" had proven difficult, so he worked his way back and forth across the hillside but couldn't find the packs. With nightfall quickly approaching (and without his headlamp/gear) Les made the right decision, he climbed up the ridge and headed back to camp. Chris and I would know what to do, and with some luck, I'd be bringing his pack back to camp. This is exactly what I did. Les was hunting with a Mystery Ranch Crew Cab, so I adjusted his NICE Frame to fit me, and loaded my NICE Frame and Longbow into the Crew Cab's load space and carried both packs back to camp. What could have been a disaster in the wilderness, turned out to be nothing. A late dinner in the rain and some whisky wrapped up one heck of a long and great hunting day!