Hunting II

We had a wonderful elk hunt. We didn't get one, but that's probably best. It teaches my son why Urquharts should oppose anything that would move us closer to a hunter/gatherer lifestyle: we wouldn't last long.

We hunted Indian Peaks. Because Ike's mother reads these posts, I'll only say that we pushed it much too hard and that my son is one tough dude.

We went with Nolan Gardner, a great friend and outdoorsman. I have no idea why he takes me on these adventures, but I'm sure glad he does. He taught me a new trick yesterday. Before we moved from one area to another, he popped the hood, got out foil-wrapped burritos and strapped them to the motor. When we got to the next area, lunch was ready. He calculates the conversion ratio to be 1 mile for every 1 second in the microwave. He should start a motor food cooking show.