My son, Tim and I got up before dawn to go moose hunting. We hiked up to a small mountain lake way back in the country.
The ground was hard frozen that high up. Try as we 
might, it was like trying to walk on gravel. The frozen ground crunched under foot no matter how carefully we crept along.
might, it was like trying to walk on gravel. The frozen ground crunched under foot no matter how carefully we crept along.Finally, at the lake, I glassed the shoreline looking for bullwinkle the moose. The mist was cloaking the lake and shore in mystery.
I tried calling in a moose, but none came. So, Tim and I had a nice hike and saw some nice scenery. Creator chose to keep bullwinkle out of the freezer. Still, I am grateful. I have a good memory of the hunt, and a nice picture.
1 comment:
This is such a beautiful picture, dad. Wish I could join you on your hikes like old times. :) Love you!
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