I broke my 7 year turkey "curse"
the last day of the last season and the last minute to hunt, I killed my first turkey(a jake). I was frozen it was 3 degrees or colder!!!
Up on the Mountain to go after my cow elk...
One shot one kill...
my first cow elk... ready to go on to my bull elk...
the man who gave me the love of hunting and the love of my life!
First elk hunting rite...being branded with the elk blood.
George (Lucas' boss) packing out my elk.
This is the Mountain that I took the elk from. I was on the point after I shot it and you can see the trail that the elk slid down on the left of the picture.
those two dots in the middle of the picture are Lucas and George packing out the last of the elk.
What an amazing hunt! I never would have thought that I would have hunted on my anniversary. It was amazing being with the love of my life going hunting. Looking forward to what God has in-store for us.
