This has been some vacation. I think I'll be calling it the "Looking for things that are alive and making them dead" tour.

Headed out deer hunting with the boys today and Ryan connected with with a nice grouse, his first! He snuck up on the gun and got bit by the hammer, but he took it like a man.



Later on Fishdoc gave me a call, asking me if I wanted to kill an elk, so we bought a tag for Hunter and his grampa, and after a successful drive, Papa Don missed a shot of less than 100 yards. Hunter and I did get within about 20 yards of some, but no bulls. That's why they call it hunting

Well, now I gotta get packed up to fish tomorrow.