Brent's buck

Brent's buck looks just the tiniest bit bigger than mine....

Filling the freezer

I got a buck the other weekend -- one shot....standing up! I can't believe it! And no, I didn't even ruin any meat. Waiting on Brent to get home from his hunt with JW and hoping we have another deer to put in the freezer.

Elk Camp

Elk camp was a little short this year due to 'family dynamics', but was still fun filled in a day and a half! Brent, Joe and I loaded up horses and gear on Saturday afternoon and had the horses in their corral, the tent up and the cribbage board out by 6 or so. After a great steak dinner and a few games of cribbage it was off to bed -- a little different from years past....I think we were in bed by 9pm. Brent made me set 3 watches to make sure that we would wake up on time...5am.

Sunday morning we were up before the sun and had the horses saddled and were making our way into the mountains. We had a nice ride....a 27 mile nice ride....the kind of ride that makes you think you must be some sort of amazing cowgirl/cowboy to even be able to get back into the saddle, let alone ride another mile! It was actually great fun, minus the riding in the dark on the wrong road. We weren't technically lost, but we weren't exactly sure what road we needed to be on to get back to camp. Lost? Nah....

We made it back to camp late Sunday night after seeing a bunch of wolf and mountain lion tracks and a few mule deer. I must have shot the tail off of a muley buck, but nothing to bring home for the freezer. **sigh** Brent will be headed out to hunt this weekend and I'll wait till cows open up around Veteran's day. We'd better get something soon because our freezer is getting EMPTY and I don't do chicken!

Big Boy

I just thought that this was a cute picture to share. Cash is holding onto the furniture and walking and is doing a ton of crawling! Time to get our running shoes out.

Free dirt

Who needs dinner when there's so much free dirt to eat?!? Cash had his first taste of dirt (you can just see the bits of dirt on the corners of his mouth in the pic) and didn't seem too worried. I, of course, ran inside and got a glass of water so he could 'swish'. Yeah...babies don't 'swish'....they just swallow the dirty water. Oh well. He lived through it, we lived through it and the trees got taken care of that night.