The second week they sent me to Camp Atuik, it was a great camp, but alot of work as I had to haul stove fuel to the cabins along with my other chores of cooking, cleaning, sewing, etc. I went out with hunters and packed meat and caped bulls. Don't tell Sharon but I learned how to do dishes. I will have dish pan hands for the rest of my life. In five days we only killed 3 bulls so on Friday they moved us to Camp 10

115 miles west. I and two Texans, two guys from Michigan, and two from Wisconsin loaded up and packed into the "Otter" and were off.