A couple of weeks ago Bronson left for what was supposed to be nine days to go on a once in a lifetime elk hunt in beaver that his dad drew out for. I was so not looking forward to him being gone that long. I hate to sleep alone so the thought of having to spend nine nights alone was not very appealing to me. I talked to him everyday and each day he was gone he seemed to get more and more discouraged. They thought for sure that they would get an elk within the first day or two, but i guess they guess they were wrong. It turned out to be a lot harder than they were anticipating. The fifth night that they were out there they finally got one. It wasn't quite as big as they hoped, but they were still excited about it. It took them and entire day just to pack the thing out of there it was crazy.
Bronson packing the elk out
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