A rare moment

These two actually did this together!

The Sky is Falling

I know you can't see anything, but if you could, you would see us in the hot tub early this morning. WHY? You ask.

Because Astronomer J wanted to see the Leonids! A meteor shower of course!

Soar like an Eagle

Justin has been working on his Eagle project. He has been trying to connect and clear a trail in the South Hills that is used by mtn.bikers, hikers, runners, motorcyclers, and horseback riders. Several people from the local bike shop and biking community have been putting in hours on it. Saturday some leaders and scouts from the ward showed up to finish it.

Thanks guys! Only a few minor flesh wounds...

Look at that beautiful trail

It works!

Catch of the Day

The choice is yours...

Justin's carp from the canal....

or Paige's trout from Oakely Reservoir.

A (Cold) Trip to Paradise

The boys went on their annual cast and blast on the Middle Fork of the Salmon. Two words sum up what they told me of the trip - Brrrrrr! and "Click."

Chris, soaking wet, after a close call.

Group photo, including wolf boy. Or should I say "click" boy.

Ghost boat. Hmmm, who "tied" it up?

Not ashamed to use the Barbie pole. Look at that catch!

A big surprise - look at Pete's face! Tad hiked in 11 miles in too small of boots to meet them at Cougar Creek.

Did I mention Brrrrr!

Just to prove to mom that they do brush their teeth, even if it is only at the take out!

They came home empty handed as far as game goes, but they did get plenty of chukar. They ate them along the way. Justin got a shot at an elk, and Monte got several shots and a "click" at a pack of wolves! If you haven't heard the story, I'm sure he'd recap for you, he relives it everynight in his dreams!

Happy Halloween

A quarterback

A CD Burner

Laundry

Not for the faint of heart (or the vegetarians)

That ain't ketchup. Guess what we did today?

Strong wings, this one has


If you are eating Thanksgiving dinner with us this year you may or may not want to be looking at this post.
But, if you're the kind that likes to see where your food has been, now you know.





Paige plucking feathers from a chicken breast. She insisted she did not need to be a part of this. "I don't need to know how to do this, when I grow up my husband will know how to do it!" She cried. Which of course flared up the girl power section of my brain. "Be interesting! Be brave!" I always send back.

Knowledge is power. Even the chicken slaughtering kind of knowledge. Maybe especially this kind of know how. Afterall, that is why we raise chickens, not, like you might think, because Darren and I love saying "Did anybody feed the chickens?" a million times a day!