Once upon a time (3 or 4 years ago) the boys went hunting and actually got something. Yeah! I was so grateful to have good venison and jerky all winter. I despair of ever getting an elk again, though. Growing up we would have an elk roast every sunday. My brothers would get an elk each fall. But then they introduced wolves, and all the elk vanished mysteriously, and now it seems unlikely that i'll ever get super healthy, grass fed, beyond organic elk meat again :)
This is why Mr. Bechtel likes to go hunting anyway. Hiking quietly in the woods is very therapeutic.
Especially when it's all misty and surreal like a shot from Lord of the Rings.
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