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Vance no your intregety was not in question. I'm just a little winey and of no account Must not have had my earing aids turned up, wait a minute I don't have any Maybe you did'nt, and thought you said lets grill some elk. I know I would a heard that I'd become a regular boy scout and made a Oh yeah I'd ben on that one
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Ok for a hour now I've been doing some gazintos,and sifering and two and two don't add up. Well now I'm a thinkin, Vance was a sayin to Curtis lets grill us up some of those elk steaks. And he was a sayin, oh no why Deb has fixed us all these other vittles. And we can't let them go to spoil. We will just have to keep them froze up right nice.
GARY GO GET THAT BOY OF YOURS.
Brent
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Ron...Brent.. whilst you figure out why we didn't get Elk meat, I'll just finish up the hunt. 2 pages of where the Elk meat went
As we had hoped would happen, the Long Beard makein the most and loudest Gobbles was about to make his physical appearance for us. That bird went into FULL STRUT right smack dab in the middle of that damn dry stream bed. Walker hunkered down like a sand monkey with a grin so big I could see his lips under his hair in back. I was trying hard as I might to get he and the gobbler in the same frame. Them ole Long Beards are just to sensitive to there surroundings. I think if they could smell, there would never be a Long Beard taken. The slightest move from probably me sent this fellow packin. Only photos are now just flash backs. What a cool moment that was. Off we charged down the dry creek / crick bed searching for what other treasures lay beyond the next bend. sign of our quarry seemed to be popping up in very surprising spots, and in varying stages of decomposition, a bone here piece of Javie skin under that rock, Then the Javie grave yard of the Pecos. Bones everywhere, we were sure that every cat within 6000 miles came here to dine. Farther and farther we forged forward just enjoying the company and ever small treasure hat was placed there for our mystery march outrageous red flowers little lizards, cool little caves. Bro Bob came across just the Jaws of a Javie, must have those Tusks said he.
This trip truly reminded me of younger days with different playmates, it truly rejuvenated an attitude I long ago had. I ain't gonna grow up and I am only going to play with like minded children. I would share one more hunt with a very dear young playmate and a brand new playmate whom I have just begun to know. I shant bore you with any more of my Hunting babble in hopes that both of them might share their thoughts. I do have a few more photos that need sharing when their loaded. Posts: 2981 | From: Somewhere over the Rainbow | Registered: Sep 2005
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David your so spot on. Think I'm gonna quit huntin and stay with exploring, there is way more freedom there.............vb
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