Ok hang with me. I am not a good story teller.
Day 1.
Left work at around and made the drive from the east side of the state to the west side. Arrived about 5 mountain time. Met up with my nephew and drove to our camp. Had a bite to eat and set out to look around. Since it was 85 degrees out...
Had the opportunity to take a young man out for his 1st deer hunt. I enjoy this more now days than pulling the trigger myself. To say it was a success is a understatement.
Guess the research process starts. It will be our 1st elk hunt. Bringing my nephew and 2 great nephews. We are not concerned about trophies. Just at hopefully getting the opportunity at a bull.