I finally have all my gear packed into my truck, and I’m about ready to leave for the elk hunt. I’m looking forward to the actual hunt, but I’m not looking forward to staying in the same camp trailer as my father-in-law. I went to his house earlier today to help him out with some stuff, and he was being his usual self.
Anyhow, my friend Mikey Marshall called me yesterday, saying he was coming down here to hunt elk, but he has a bull tag, and he’s not going hunting in the same area as I am. But I might come back early Monday so I can see him, ’cause I haven’t done so since his wedding in July.