Between 4 pm and 10 pm, give or take, and IMO, if we could zoom in, I think we'd have seen Barry do what Barry does. Maneuver with ease amid the acreage around his property. His beloved hunting ground. Driving an ATV. If not his, his immediate neighbor's. IMO he'd have NO PROBLEM borrowing such a thing. Without permission. Didn't know he couldn't.
If someone saw him, on Saturday evening, in his camo jacket, tooling up a mountain path in an ATV with a cooler, a couple of shovels, maybe a dead animal, who would think twice? A day in the life.
By 10:30, he would've been back home. ATV put away (hey, I wonder if, if the neighbors had an ATV, stored and in disuse, if Barry had to problem solve. Around 5:30 pm. And borrow his truck battery. )
Anyway, back home by 10:30, hungry from manual exertion. No time like the present to grill up a nice steak. Throw a couple logs on the fire and start reading a journal, page by page into the blaze.
Oh, Suzanne...
JMO