Tuesday, October 6, 2009

The Elk Hunt 2009

Justin got to go on the Elk Hunt this year with his Grandpa. They took their motorhome up in the mountains and parked it for a week or so. Kenlee and I went up for a day and then headed home...that was enough for us. Here are some pics....


Trying to stay warm


Kenlee and Sandy tending to the fire....Kenlee LOVED the fire (she's a little fire bug like her daddy)


Grandpa, Kenlee, Justin and Sandy hanging out by the fire


The elk that was almost Justin's....he was waiting to see the antlers before he took a shot and then Rob (grandpa's friend) got him from another angle...DANG!!

5 comments:

Ken Miller said...

Cool pictures . . . especially the one with Grandpa Madsen pontificating and Kenlee fallen asleep in her chair as the drone around the campfire continues ... it must be photoshopped ...that looks like a Sprite??? in his hand ...

And what's up with the dog? From the amount of orange on all the people, compared with the token ribbon around its neck, you have to wonder if someone wasn't looking for a way for it to exit this world quickly. :)

Ken Miller said...

Seriously now, I think the mother daughter pic of you and Kenlee is priceless.

Debbie said...

Too bad about the near miss for Justin. I'm sure that would have been something for him. Some friend! I like the pictures. Hope you had fun.

Ken Miller said...

When you're hunting and you're not standing right next to each other, or you haven't agreed in advance who is going to take the next shot, it's every man for himself. If you have a shot you take it the instant you know it's a good sized buck.

I remember a time when my dad and I both shot at a deer at exactly the same time. Neither one of us heard the other's shot and both of us yelled, "I got him" two seconds after our shots. It wasn't until after we got him back home and skinned him that we could tell who actually got him. I did. He only had one bullet in him and it came from my angle.

It was a weird kill though because he died instantly but was not hit in the head or the heart. I hit him in the leg, causing him to fall down instantly. He broke his neck when he fell and died without any signs of a struggle. We figured that my shot caused him to drop instantly and my dad's shot went over his back a fraction of a second later.

About 5 years later I shot my last deer. This one struggled for several minutes after he was hit. I've never been able to shoot one since that day.

The Leavitt Family said...

Looks like you had a BLAST!!! lol The pic of you and Kenlee is so cute!