November 1, 2009

Logan Trip

On Thursday My two brothers, my nephew and my Dad drove up to a ranch in Paradise that has hunting and fishing. Fishing is catch and release, but there are definitely some big trout. You can't tell from the picture, but there are some lunkers in there. We didn't go to fish though, but we enjoyed looking at the fish while we waited for the sporting clays competition.








I neglected to take any pictures of the sporting clays. Here is a picture of Jake, Jon, me and Doug afterwords though. You can see how pretty it is up there.



While we were driving around we saw a couple of roosters just sauntering along the road.





Doug, doing what I can't exactly tell.





Jake, annihilating the applesause cookies my dear sweet mother baked for ME.






We stayed in Logan that night and the next morning we got up and went pheasant hunting. It was a little cool.





The view from the bench.







This is picture of our guide Sean, and some of the dogs we were hunting with.













Dad



















It doesn't really show up in the pictures, but its pretty steep, up and down. The elevation is about 5,000 feet. There is not much oxygen for my sea level acclimated lungs to process.





By this time I was carrying 4 pheasants in my vest, and huffing and puffing in the thin air. I started shedding layers at this point.









We had a great time. We let a lot get away, but everbody was successfull and it was a lot of fun. I'm sure all of us will remember the trip for the rest of our lives.


I can't tell which picture I like better, so I'll post both.


Thirteen, if you're counting.



Cleaning the birds. Maybe its just as well that its out of focus.



I'm beat! Thanks Dad for a n awesome trip!




October 28, 2009

Alpine Trip

As I write this, I am in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake visiting family. Today my parents and I went to see my cousin's house in Alpine. In the past the house, which dates back to pioneer times belonged to my grandparents on my Mom's side, and before that, to my Great Grandpa Healey.
My Cousin, Danny, has done a great job restoring and updating the interior. It really looks nice. Our family lived there for a year or two when I was in first and second grade. Later, when my grandma and grandpa Healey lived there, I would go stay with them for a week or so in the summer, usually around hay hauling time. Its hard to believe its the same house.

For know I am just going to post some pictures, later I will edit this post and put them in order and caption the pictures. As you can see, the remodel is not quite done, but I'm glad Danny (or at least his Mom!) let us wander around the construction site.

Without further ado, here are some pictures: