My wife and I took a little trip to Salt Lake City this week. We decided to take the long way home so we turned off at Blackfoot Idaho and head north to Arco Idaho. We followed the Salmon river through canyons and rocks and it was breath taking scenery. We then went North to the community of Salmon Idaho, where we spent the night. The next morning, we took off and headed towards Wisdom Montana. The highway between Salmon Idaho and Wisdom Montana was nothing but switch backs and sharp curves. It took us 1 hour and 38 minutes to go 40 miles. The scenery was awsum though and that made up for the crappy road. It was a nice trip. It looked like the steal head salmon where biting in the Salmon river because there about 50 vehicles parked by 1 deep hole..
Friday, July 9, 2010
Trip to Salt Lake City UT
My wife and I took a little trip to Salt Lake City this week. We decided to take the long way home so we turned off at Blackfoot Idaho and head north to Arco Idaho. We followed the Salmon river through canyons and rocks and it was breath taking scenery. We then went North to the community of Salmon Idaho, where we spent the night. The next morning, we took off and headed towards Wisdom Montana. The highway between Salmon Idaho and Wisdom Montana was nothing but switch backs and sharp curves. It took us 1 hour and 38 minutes to go 40 miles. The scenery was awsum though and that made up for the crappy road. It was a nice trip. It looked like the steal head salmon where biting in the Salmon river because there about 50 vehicles parked by 1 deep hole..
Monday, May 24, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Possible Nebraska State record


The game warden was there and guessed the age to be 7-8 years? He said it should be a 38 point rack? I did not count.
This will probably be the new state record according to the warden. It will be pictured in Nebraska Land Magazine n December. The guy that
shot it was in his mid 20s. A guy around 60 congratulated him and told him to cherish this because he has never seen anything like it in his years of hunting.
A touching hunting story
A hunter and his friend were sitting in a tall tower stand along Highway 64 near Sturgeon Falls, Ontario, early one cold December morning.
Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the low shrubs; the buck was magnificent..... a once in a lifetime animal.
His rack was huge.
The hunter's hand shook as his mind was already counting the Boone and Crockett points.
Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed the Leopold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.
As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime, his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down Highway 64.
The hunter pulled away from the gunstock, set the rifle down, took off his hat, bowed his head and then closed his eyes in prayer.
His friend was stunned.
"Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen you do.
You actually let that trophy deer go to pay respects to a passing funeral procession.
You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel lucky to call you a friend."
The hunter shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were married for 37 years."
Suddenly, a huge buck walked out over the corn they had spread in the low shrubs; the buck was magnificent..... a once in a lifetime animal.
His rack was huge.
The hunter's hand shook as his mind was already counting the Boone and Crockett points.
Moving quickly, the hunter carefully aimed the Leopold scope on his .300 Win Mag at the unsuspecting buck.
As he was about to squeeze the trigger on this deer of a lifetime, his friend alerted him to a funeral procession passing slowly down Highway 64.
The hunter pulled away from the gunstock, set the rifle down, took off his hat, bowed his head and then closed his eyes in prayer.
His friend was stunned.
"Wow, that is the most thoughtful and touching thing I have ever seen you do.
You actually let that trophy deer go to pay respects to a passing funeral procession.
You are indeed the kindest man I have ever known, and I feel lucky to call you a friend."
The hunter shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were married for 37 years."
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Wolves in the Bighole Valley
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