Now, onto the real business. At the bottom of this post are photos of the hubs with his two latest freezer additions. Please don't look or read further if that bothers you or reading about hunting bothers you. It's not gory but it could upset any of you who really just aren't fans.
The brag. Each year the hubs gets together with a group of friends and hunts Elk on Elk Mountain in WY. He got his doe elk yesterday. The hunt details (feel free to share with your interested hubbies):
There's not much cover. The elk have the eyesight of turkeys and the nose of a deer. They can pick you out on the mountain over a mile away and it's hard to sneak up on big herds. A lot of eyes at different angles and elevations. (Herds can be up to 800 large.) Often, when a hunter sees the herd on one side of the mountain he has to go up and over the other side to get to them without them breaking away. Not hubs, he worked up the same side willing himself to take three steps, stop and rest, take three steps, rest.
The snow was up to his hips. He started at 6500 ft elevation, and shot up the mountain, on a moving doe at aroudn 7900ft. He hiked about a mile over ridges and down through valleys of deep snow to find a shooting lane within range. He took a 355 yd shot uphill with a 20mph wind differential and brought her right down.
His friend (and thankfully 4 of the 6 got their elk yesterday) equated elk hunting to pro football and deer hunting to pee wee football. The 6 guys were only able to drag 2 elk down the mountain yesterday. Will drag the other 2 down today then help the last 2 guys find and hunt their elk tomorrow until they get theirs. The hubs said I should come experience it next year. Then said it really tests your man-hood. It was easy for me to reply that since I'm not a man, there's no need to test it, I've already failed. :)
All in all, a successful week for the hubs and he's bringing home the meat! Before he got to WY, he stopped at a friend's in NE and got us a pheasant. I've never had pheasant so this will be a nice new flavor to try. Way to go, my man. I knew I married a provider, one way or the other! Now, when you are done, you can get warm by going south and getting some wild boar for our freezer. Pork, it's what I want for dinner. (A man's work is never done and a woman is never satisfied. lol)