more mountain fun (?)

We (he) spread some top soil.

Planted some trees.

Played in the dirt.

Took down yet another trophy.

Packed it out. 

In the rain and mud.

Still hurting.
But let me tell you about this hike.
We got tired. Very tired.
Then on one of the last steep, tiring hills, my husband started quoting Homer Simpson.
"No I can't. Yes you can. No I can't. Yes you can. Oh shut up. No you shut up."

He's funny.
I'm not sure I would have made it out without him.
(I know I wouldn't have. I would have gotten lost.)

More meat to freeze.

Trying to keep our newly planted trees alive.

Laughed at sisters blog about summer meeting fall. Snow in the mountains.

We are the mountains. 

Summer meets winter in the mountains.

Snowed all day yesterday.

And all night.

Rogan loves the snow.

 
Woke up this morning to about 6 inches.
Time to dig out winter clothes.

the boys dream come true

we've been....

(warning: blog overload. its been too long and I have sooo much to tell you)

First of all, congrats to my manly mountain man husband on his recent kill!

We've spent most of this month in hunting mode. While the man was away a few night camping in the back county, all by himself, with no cell service, and only the bears to hear his cries for help, he also let us tag along quite a few night to "spot" for deer. While it makes things a little less practical for him, we are so glad he happily lets us join in the fun of the season.   This mule deer happens to be one of those deer we spotted with him. And the second time he showed his face around my manly man was his last. Fun for us (and I think a little sad-but that's why I don't hunt...) we were with him for the kill. Very pleasing to the mom (that would be me) the boy was asleep before we butchered him. For those of you who have never taken part in this (I'm assuming that's most) I don't recommend it. its not pretty. Especially if you are the one who is expected to eat it.

Up to this point, Tyson had been practicing (and ruining many a good arrow) to prepare for such a shot that would allow the poor innocent woodland creature to die a quick, humane death. Let me just brag on my husband a minute more....he really and truly is an amazingly talented archer....I just though you should know that.

We've also been:

playing some Jenga

Kind of.

Enjoying the last bit of summer as much as we can

Inspecting Grandpa's company tractors

And last, but not least (okay-least. obviously its a rare occasion we do this)

mowing our pasture lawn

Oh yeah-and throw in hours of cutting and canning deer meat (hey, cheap, organic, free range deer meat...)

and some jerky making.

Now its time to go find some elk....

Fort Missoula

Last week Rogan very happily (and very quickly) darted from one piece of machinery to another, loving every minute spent at Fort Missoula.

Since the boy couldn't stand still long enough for a picture, Papa had to put him in a tree.

 

While the Dad is away learning firearm safety, we are teaching his son things like this.....

What a fun day!

a walk through montana