On the way they saw lots of SHEEP (blocking the road), cool FISH (that Matt caught with his bare hands--what a MAN!) and some beautiful FALL COLORS.
They were up before the sun and off to find the BIG ELK! They were RAINED on all day...
They tracked down several RAINBOWS...but did not come home with that BIG ELK! O well there is always next year!! THANKS Dad and Matt--Connor had so much fun being with you up in the mountains riding horses!! The perfect weekend for a boy!
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Oh my goodness, what gorgeous Fall colors. I'm so jealous. Was this part of your Idaho weekend? We haven't had any leafs change at all yet in southern UT.
From what I hear those pictures did not tell how cold a miserable the weather was . . . but Grandpa and Uncle Matt say that Con-man never uttered a complaint. He has got his Grandpa's genes! He is getting to be a good horseman. Next year, I think he can carry . . . cool! Then he can start "bringin' home the bacon!"
I have wonderful memories of hunting with Dad at that age too... we didn't even have horses then either! I'm so glad that Connor loves it too and that he gets to spend that great time with his Grandpa and uncle! He got some gorgeous pictures...wow!!
It looks like Connor had a fun time, what a great memory for him to have! I love all the scenic pictures, it makes me miss the mountains...and the fall season!
What an awesome Grandpa and Uncle! I'm glad they had such a fun time!
Cool pictures! I have always Strawberry. It is so BEAUTIFUL! Maybe next year the weather will be better. :)
Those pictures are awesome!!! The fall colors are breath taking. The rainbows are so pretty. Connor looks so grown up. Do I say that in every comment? That pic of him with Matt & the fish - he looks so old. It's trippy! I'm glad that he had such a good time. Benjamin and I loved the pictures.
Probably one of the most miserable hunts we have had! It rained and rained. . . never really let up. After acouple of hours we were wet, cold and tired (we tied the horses up and did alot of hiking). . but Connor never moaned, gripped or complained. We would stand and glass an area and I would glance at Connor and he would be sitting there wet and cold, his lower lip quivering. "How you doing, Connor?" I'd ask. He ALWAYS smiled and say "Good." He would make any grandpa proud! He is truely getting to be someone to "ride the river" with! Grandpa
I haven't read your blog in ages! So sorry about that! BTW--- The Christensen Chronicle is up and running again! Check it for an update. (So is my blog... as always. I am such an addict.)
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