He disappeared into the guest building and the ranch hands went back to their business.Jarrett walked over to the table where I was seated for lunch a...d introduced himself. About six-foot tall, short brown hair. He was kind of cute in a shy way with little round glasses. He politely asked if he could join me. I agreed, introducing myself.“So, you’re the scholarship winner? Congratulations.” Jarrett said.We talked a little during lunch. I knew he was starting college that fall but was surprised. I lowered the boat until the platform took all the weight and began shutting down, "grab your packs. Dragons scout."I ducked below and grabbed my pack and bow and started to leave. I saw the small metal square on a seat cushion and picked it up. I growled as I looked out before I shut it off. I slipped it into my pack before going out onto the deck. I took my rifle apart and tucked it into the pack before putting it on and attaching the quiver to my left hip.I added the supplies left for me and. "Rick nahm den Fuß vom Gaspedal und bog in die nächste Einfahrt ein. Die Adresse auf dem riesigen roten Backsteingebäude stimmte mit der Adresse überein, die er auf dem Informationspaket des Clubs erhalten hatte.Rick fuhr mit dem Auto zu einem Tor, wo er links eine Wachbude sah. Ein Mann ging durch den kleinen Gang und trat an das Fenster des Wagens."Wie kann ich dir heute Nacht helfen?"Rick lächelte den Wachmann nervös an, als er antwortete. "Wir sind Mr. & Mrs. Rick Miller."Der Wachmann sah. Unrolling the blanket, he laid it beside the sheep and then, grabbing its legs, flipped the beast over onto it. He was then able to fold the sides over to completely cover the cheviot and create a 'travios' that he would be able to pull. Almost at the point of exhaustion, Donnie knew he would need to rest for a few minutes before setting out to return back down the hill. The light was fading fast now, made worse by the heavy snow closing in and a glance at his watch told him it was now almost.