A bit different and a bit the same as last year, this was another great hunt!
Dad and Billy set off Friday afternoon to hike up the mountain from right fork and find a good camping spot.
Dad looked like this:
Long story short because I don't really know all the details, they woke up, scouted all day, saw nothing, went back to camp to pack up and on their way spotted a buck which Billy then shot!
They chopped him up and Billy hauled a billion pounds down the mountain in the near darkness.
When they finally made it home to me, they came inside looking haggard, worn, sweaty and not that triumphant. They said they did get a buck!....but also lost BOTH THEIR PHONES!!!
Oh dear. Well, there were not as many bright grins as last year, to be sure, and since they had to do all their tracking and finding and shooting and chopping and hauling on their own instead of with Teddy Roosevelt and his complete hunting supply shop they were just completely wrung out.
There were still plenty of smiles from the boys
And hunks of meat at random locations around my house
And the next day both phones were miraculously recovered! So in the end, triumphant hunt! And they butchered it themselves and the meat looks and so far tastes better than last year's deer, so that seems the way to go. Good job, you silly boys!