On a wall inside an old shed sit a dozen small jars.
Some are small, 1-ounce glass bottles, and others are plastic, 16-ounce jars that held bait. They are all empty now, but at one time they contained the scent of success for my trapline. Mink, fox, muskrat – you name it – I had a scent that was bound to work.
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