Pages

Friday, November 05, 2010

Home again for a day



It's been a fun week in Hunting Camp. I was only cooking for four this week so it was a lot easier than the first week. Also, shooting time is later so I get to sleep in until 0500hrs each day now! Of course, Daylight saving time will screw that up this weekend.


Tuesday morning, I had gotten everyone fed and out of my tent and had gone back to sleep for a while. They had all left. I awoke to grunts, squeels, thumps and clatters outside my tent. When I went outside, I found that a small herd of elk had come within 20' of my tent before they realized their mistake, then with a hearty "Oh Shit!!" (in elk, of course, but I understood the sentiment) they took off for the timber. In this picture, the elk tracks are circled and you can see my tent in the background.
I'm home for a day. Getting laundry done and cleaning up a little before I head back into the mountains. I'll probably be gone two weeks this time unless this new batch of hunters fills out their tags quickly.

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous12:53 PM

    Hi Larry
    I was also told to get a hold of Charly Ray
    I am a song writer/singerm
    My songs are on reverbnation
    I got a email from Miss Billy Joe
    that she likrd my songs and Billy Ray was at her radio station and heard my songs
    She said to use her name and contacted him i havan't yet

    I am also a poet
    i wote this poem and then made it into a song
    Being Irish and French Cree from BC Canada wrote this from my heart

    Sechelt By The Seashore


    We live in a small country town
    Sunshine coast we are bound
    Mountains so high, Ocean so wide
    Air fresh and clean, Forests of green
    Wild animal's come say hi
    With there family's as they pass by
    Birds all sing out loud
    Makes you feel real and proud
    In Sechelt by the seashore
    We have it all, And so much more
    We're all happy our town we adore
    In Sechelt by the seashore
    Land between two waters
    Our roots within these grounds
    Thanks to our Creator
    For all this beauty around
    Totems stand tall, with messages at bay
    Waiting for return of old ways
    Eagles glide threw blue skies
    Calling paddlers as days go by
    Native spirits whisper to me
    We're all one its men’t to be
    Paddling together in full harmony
    Pulling together is our destiny
    In Sechelt by the seashore
    We have it all And so much more
    We're all happy our town we adore
    In Sechelt by the seashore
    By Colleen Mooney

    ReplyDelete