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Hey, here is the link to my new blog. I couldn't get this one fixed. I have a request from each of you on my new blog, thanks.

Help!!!

I noticed that my blog was acting funny when I got back from Idaho. Every time I did a new post, there would be a huge space either at the top of the post or the bottom. My sister Cordie, would then fix it for me. Also, I don't get emails anymore when someone leaves a comment. You can't click on my pictures to enlarge them and the most messed up part is my sidebar. All of it is at the bottom of my blog. My sister Cordie, who is a blog wizard can't fix it. I don't know if there is any hope, but any suggestions would be great. I may just have to start a new blog. If I do, I will put a link on here to it. Thanks

Happy Halloween!!

The Fam

Gracie and Madilynn

Our girls with some friends

Our babysitter, Kortney (in the pj's) holding Madi

Sweet Madilynn

Daddy and Gracie

Our girls were so dang cute in their angel costumes (thanks mom). Yes, they were angels because we still think they are. Now next year will be a different story. I'm sure they will be monsters for Halloween(hehehe,j/k). We went to our ward trunk-or-treat. There were a lot of cute costumes. The girls had so much fun walking around the gym and seeing their friends.

October 29, 2008

The Hunts

Jeff's 6 pt bull elk

My 3 point mule deer

I know you were all waiting in anticipation for this post....(j/k). I'm typing, but Jeff will tell you his hunting story. It was opening morning Wed the 15th. It started off pretty slow, I was with my dad, brother and a friend. Lea wasn't feeling well, so she didn't come. My dad was the only one who didn't draw out. So he was there to help us out. It had snowed about a foot a couple of days before, so anticpation was high. At first light we cut several tracks, but thye were a couple days old. We moved on to a higher peak and spotted for an hour. After that didn't work, we went into some heavier timber to try our luck there. Shortly after, we cut a fresh set of tracks and some fresh sign. We assumed it was a bull, because it was the only set of tracks. We ended up following the tracks 500 yds where we just broke the top of the ridge. My friend Jeff Hansen spotted through the trees and said "There he is, it looks like a spike." As soon as he said that, the elk stood up and then he said, "That's not a spike." We all set up to shoot and it was only about 40 yds away. As it was running through he timber there were limited shooting lanes, I only had one. As I pulled it up in my scope I saw it's butt, so it had already gone through mine. I knelt down to see if I could get a better shot at a different angle, but as soon as I knelt down, I wasn't going to be able to see him. I jumped back to my first rest and saw it had passed back through my shooting lane once again. Just when I thought there was no hope, it turned around and walked through my shooting lane and I had a quartering away shot (100 yds), and dropped it in it's tracks. I was using my 300 Winchester mag 180 grains. We have yet to taste it. We had it cut up into steaks, burger, and roasts. It filled three coolers, so we won't be needing to buy meat for a while.

Now for my great hunting story. We left a day earlier than planned so we could be home for the opening day of the deer hunt. It was FREEZING!!! We actually left the mountain side we were sitting on early because it was so cold. That is one thing I hate about hunting, getting up before the sun and freezing your butt off. I was hesitant to hunt again after that. We saw a couple of 2 points on the drive out. I'm not the biggest hunter, so I told myself that if I saw something bigger than a 2 point, but smaller than what Jeff and Barry would shoot, it would be mine. And that is what I got. I went out only a couple of more times after that first morning. On Oct 20, we went on a night hunt. Just somewhere where we've seen little bucks before, but not very far away. We left at 5:30pm and started walking to our spot. We were only walking about 5min when Jeff spotted a deer and we had to crouch down so it wouldn't spot us. Jeff and his dad, Barry said it was a buck so I got ready. We had to crawl to get closer but there was long grass in view so we had to sneak closer. Jeff and I ended up crawling through a large crack in some lava rock to get closer. We got set up and I had the cross hairs on the buck for a long time. It was just eating, but it's butt was to me. We waited and waited, and a flurry of wind and snow hit us. That made me nervous because I was resting the gun on the rocks, and didn't need anything extra to hinder me on my shot. Finally the deer turned broadside and I shot!!! Jeff had his range finders on it and said it was 235 yards away. Barry was up behind us a ways and had his binoculars on it. He said it hunched up as it started to run away. So that means I hit it right? It was with a small 2 point and a doe, and they all three took off down towards a bend with trees. We waited to see if they would pop up where we thought they'd run to, but never did. So Jeff and I hiked to where I shot the deer and followed in the direction of where they ran too. We soon spotted a lot of blood, whew. So in my head I was like I really did hit it. We followed the blood trail up into where the deer disappeared and Barry called on the radio that some deer started to run away. We couldn't see, because we were a bit lower. Jeff called back and was like " was there two or three deer?" Barry said two. After that we soon came upon my buck! I got it in one shot. I doubled lunged it. It was a very humane kill. It looked like it just laid down to sleep. That made me feel better, because at first I was sad for it. I am a girl you know. So that is my long hunting story. Oh yeah, I was shooting Jeff's 30-06. Jeff's elk took up all the room in the coolers, so we left it home in Soda. Jeff's family was going to take some and give the rest away to someone in their ward.

October 27, 2008

Home Again, Home Again

Jeff's 6 point bull elk!

Me and my gal pals, Dayna and Rachel with her son, Maddox

Jeff's brother's kids, Kylee and Makya

Grandpa Lau reading stories

Madi's curly hair

My curly Sue's

Gracie staring at Grandpa Hendricks

Aunt Hil and Gracie

You know these ones!

Madi and Grandma Hendricks

Aunt Kelsey and Gracie

On Oct 8 we headed home to Idaho for the bull elk hunt, but really to see family and friends. It was a hard drive home with 1 year old twins, who just had their shots a day earlier. The trip was for the most part fun and we, Jeff and I, were successful with our hunts. But oh man, if we go home for Christmas we are FLYING!! No driving 14+ hours on the road with busy 1 year olds. We also didn't get much sleep because my girls got sick for the first time ever! Madi got the ear infection in the first week, then of course Gracie got it the second week. I also got sick, and now Jeff is. Okay, enough complaining. We loved seeing everyone. Everyone just loved our girls, and even though they were sick they really were good, and loved to play with everyone. Madi really started walking great at home. I loved being with my sisters, sorry that Cordie was absent, but my sisters were a HUGE help and of course the grandparents were too. Thanks to everyone who watched our girls, especially Lanett. Thanks for watching them when I went hunting with the boys. And about the hunting, Jeff and I both had deer tags and bull elk tags. On opening morning, Jeff shot a 6 point bull elk. (Of course I was absent, I wasn't feeling well by then.) On Monday the 20th, I shot my first ever anything! It was a little 3 point mule deer! But that is a whole new post. I also have a few more pictures from the trip that I will get on here sooner or later. Sorry if this is all jumbled, I'm not in the mood to fix it. Um, I have no idea why there is such a huge space between here and the bottom. I don't dare fix it for fear of deleting pictures.