A few weeks ago, three of our children went bear hunting with Hunter Saylor in western Colorado.
They had a blast, and Timmy got a bear!
They had a blast, and Timmy got a bear!
They have too many stories to tell, including about ending up in what they called a "bear parlor" where a bear they were trailing was. The place smelled only too strongly of bear, and they felt like they were surrounded. The one they were trailing had just disappeared under their very eyes, and they knew another one was just out of sight.
But enough of the bear-raising stories.
Tomorrow, Timmy is back over in that area to help Hunter's family and other guys with a concrete-pouring job.
And actually I got interrupted and this is about a week later!


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