Last weekend we went up to Canada for Thanksgiving...and it was delicious! During our trip my Dad finally talked Ryan and I into going on our first hunting trips. Until now I have HATED the whole idea of hunting, but it actually was kind of fun. We had to be super sneaky. First we would find a promising looking hill, then we would climb it until we were almost on the top, next we would crawl until we were in a good spot on the top of the hill, and then we would start calling the coyotes (or "dogs" as my Dad calls them) in. The coyotes ran toward the call and head straight toward us! (kindof scary!!) Neither Ryan or I actually shot the coyotes...so it is a good thing that my dad has good aim! Oh and hunting actually is a pretty good workout! Surprisingly, my dad is in better shape than both Ryan & I. Not bad for an old man!
Touching the coyotes after we hunted them was pretty sick. I'm not going to lie.It took some serious convincing on my Dad's part.
When Ryan went with my Dad they got Two!
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Wow!!! That is hilarious and gross, but good for you guys! And I like your idea about reading a gospel talk each day. =)
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