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Fera tied the camera to the pine branch, and swung back to the ground. "The oak sounds good. We could hang one really high up and then point it to the ground for an overhead shot. I'd leave some bait there, too." The dead leaves crunched beneath her feet as leaned against the trunk of the tree.
Orr huffed in protest. "I am not crazy, but every time I come out here, I get responses to my calls. This was the very spot where I had my first Bigfoot sighting." He drew circles with his stick in the ground, pushing aside leaves and dirt.
Cypress followed Fera and helped her when she needed it. She then placed a few camera's in few pines and one in an old woodpecker hole in a maple.
"That should do it," she said.
Bubba rolled his eyes. "When was that? You may've mistaken it for a wooly mammoth."
Bubba noticed some tracks on the ground and studied them.