We spent conference weekend at the cabin in American Fork Canyon. Words cannot describe the beauty of nature. Ben, Jesse, and I took a ride up to Silver Lake and I was truly amazed! There is nothing more serene or peaceful than being in the mountains smelling fresh rain. I have...lets say a mild fettish with the smell of wet dirt or rocks. I know it is crazy, but I cannot help it. Ben makes fun of me all the time because of it.
The day before the hunt ended Ben got his buck! It may not be the biggest...however he is the toughest. My mom, dad, Clayton and Ben had to track him for five miles after the first shot.
I have never really liked gamey meat, so Ben decided to make jerky. I was alright with that until I opened the fridge and found all of my tupperware with bloody, fatty, meat (just imagine gross), topped with all of my kitchen towels. I have to say I have not had much of an appetite since. All I can say is it is a good thing he is so good looking!
