I made it in this evening about sunset...and what a beautiful sunset greeted me back home. Once I clear the cobwebs and the airline finds my back pack with all I couldn't carry on the airplane( hand made knives, tomakawk, side quiver, etc...and my camera) I'll post pics and tell stories(can you believe a wolf at 30 yards
). Kathie(Kenneth's gracious wife) downloaded all my pics to her computer last night so if the unthinkable happens, at least we still have the pics and memories.
What a FABULOUS trip and adventure!...and I did better physically at 61 than I did at 56 in 2006.
I think my true hunting soul is in the Southwest or at least elk country. I feel natural in their environment and Kenneth has given me the chance to realize it and the guidance to persue it.
Thanks to you Kenneth for the opportunity and the friendship.
Both are greatly appreciated and cherished. And thank you Kathie for getting up so early on Saturday morning to get me to the airport.
I owe you one!
It's 9:24pm in the high country of the Salt Creek drainage and we would be finishing supper, having a taste of Canadian whiskey and planning tomorrow's hunt just about now. I think it will take me a few days to get over the withdrawal. I can't believe it is already over.