They Call Me Quincy
The sun shone brilliantly on the previous night’s accumulation of cold, dry snow. Dane and I were up in the mountains, preparing to act on a whim. We were both quite excited, as we skied off between the snow ghosted trees. A couple minutes later, we arrived at a suitable clearing and put our whimsical plan into action.
Suppose you’re in the backcountry, and you find yourself in need of a shelter. Perhaps you’re in an emergency situation, perhaps you just want to spend the night out, perhaps you’ve planned ahead, and you’re on a multiple day trip. In any of these situations, Quincy is the guy to have on your team. Quincy – with a Z. Quinzee.
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