In Far Harbor roams the lone hunter, forever hunting his prey.
I met this awesome looking dude in Far Harbor. He didn’t say much. He didn’t really acknowledge my presence in any noticeable degree, but had a kick-ass getup, and the background was cool enough to justify a photo of this dude.
I may be coloring the whole scenario a little.
In fact, he was a bit hostile. I think he might have been a trapper.