Sunday, September 14, 2008
Late Summer in the Rockies
This was the snow rolling in, although I didn't know that then. I was in shirt sleeves, although I fortunately brought my unlucky hunting coat. Maybe that's what scared off the elk.
This is an old, logged out area which my bud says is prime elk hunting. Since I couldn't find a line of fire more than 50 yards long, I wondered why we had worked so hard to get our rifles sighted in at 200. This seems more like claymore ambush area than sniper ally.
The mountains were pretty the next morning.
Some might even say magnificent.
Which is good, because then we can look at the beautiful scenery all around us when the elk have eluded us.
At least he has his 'evil Spock' goatee going, so I know he's serious about eliminating Colorado's excess elk population, one at a time.
Have you seen your [future] brother, baby, standing in the shadows? I hope he has a better eye through his scope than he does through the camera's view finder. Pretty much nailed the mountain view, though.