Lately

I went hunting, forgot to tell you guys about that. Actually I went hunting like 3 weeks ago. It was pretty much awesome. Didn't get anything though, except for a greater appreciation for MY God. My dad and I both had cow tags and all we saw was bulls. We did see like 20 bulls though. pretty close, all of them. I had one almost step on me, seriously he was close enough I could've poked him with a mop. That was pretty cool. We got dumped on (snow, you freak), so that added another element to the hunt. the last day we hiked the farthest, and that was only like 5 miles. Snow really impedes travel. here's some pics and videos:



You can't imagine how quite it was. I love the Rockies. It was so peacefull.

This was a ridge were we saw a rookery of Ravens, that was really cool. Off in the fog we could just barely see the sillouette of an eagle (or huge hawk), and every time it came near the ravens (dozens and dozens of ravens) went crazy kawing (sp?).
This photo isn't photoshopped, that sunset colore the snow and trees the same color as my blaze orange vest.
This is a cropped photo I took of my glove with a bunch of perfect snowflakes on it. All the snowflakes during that trip were just like what you'd image a snow flake to look like.


I know, we're weird. By the way, that stain on the carpet, that's from a cherry limeade (really, we're not that weird)

This is me driving the BEAST




This is what Elk Hunter's see about 99.625% of the time hunting.