Camping one of my least favorite things to do. After this weekend it is still on the bottom of my list. On the flip side my husband and my daughter had a great time so I guess there is something wrong with me. (my husband told me to write that.) So, if you can tell my husband shot his elk and I still don't understand what's good and exciting about it. I drove around and looked with him I even got out of my truck and hiked around with Brooklyn looking for the elk. Help!! I still don't understand what is so great about hunting and killing a beautiful animal. I guess the one thing that I have leaned from the 6 years of being married is that I will never fully understand my husband but I love him anyways.
There is my husband's elk.
Please don't look to close. Yes, I know that her face is covered in dirt but look around there is dirt everywhere.
Dad and Brooklyn loving each other after a long day of hunting.
We rented a camper and had loads of fun.
Thank haven for trucks. Yes, I took my truck camping and had loads of fun digging. If you can tell it is covered in dirt. Now I know why my husband bought me a truck instead of the suv I asked for.
Brooklyn and Grandpa playing on the 4 wheeler.