a hunting we will go.

After Christmas traveling was over, we got geared up to go on the hunting trip (Be warned, there are pictures of dead deer as you scroll down). well, Jeff did. I dropped him off at the Wild Cat Creek Hunting Lodge and then I headed on to Pensacola to hang out with the girls. Krista, Sally, Aunt Kathy and Grandma. We had fun...but I don't have any pictures of that. Here's what I do have pictures of:

The pretty view from the Wiley House back porch.

The blue heeler puppy that was the sweetest thing, 9 months old and full of pep.

My dad, Jeff (behind him), cousin in laws Tim and Zach, and Grandpa Stullken sitting down.

If you can zoom in on Grandpa Stullkens face here...hrrrumph.

this is Albert Cravey, owner of the hunting lodge. His 2,700 acres is next to my grandpas land (the GAP, Get Away Place). So, that's how they know eachother. Albert likes to pretend he is feeding hungry giants for dinner. check out the size of those steaks!!!

and, i got a WHOLE one to eat all by myself. good thing dad was on one side of me and jeff was on the other.

Dad, and facing us is Mike, T's fiance.

Jeff wraps up his first hunting lesson with Dad and Bill.

Donald shot a coyote, here's it's outards.

Dad's 8-pt. is on the right. lots of venison in everyone's future!

Bill and his doe. That's Pirate Mike on the left, Uncle Bill in the middle and cousin Donald on the right.