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He won me over, and toppled to a shoulder shot. With two caribou down on day one we headed for home, a slow and bumpy ride with over 12 miles to cover. It was soon apparent that the other quad was having a problem, and I was alarmed to see that the left rear tire was coming off the rim. It was soon completely loose, and the rim bent with the pressure, but it still kept going somehow, slowly chewing the tire to ribbons. Jeff crammed onto our quad, and his guide somehow made it to camp in that condition.
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