Some of you may know Billy NEVER EVER EVER lets me take pictures of him. But the other day when he thought I was viewing a video of Liam on the camera I stole a quick photo. Isn't he cute? And no, this wasn't taken in our house. It is actually the second story of an antique shop in Lincoln City. According to Billy the bedrooms in the background use to serve as a brothel back when ladies sold their hoo-hoos like fruit in a market. Apparently he was a philandering fisherman in another life. Or maybe this is just another one of the million bizarre factoids his brain breezily absorbs.
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Imagine around May 1 (Billy has his spring bear tag) up on the top of Hells Canyon after a 7 mile climb from freezeout creek to rattlenake ridge. Billy walks around trail and wo-- a big black boar (male) bear looks at Billy. This looks just what Billy might look like to that bear
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