We had another heavy snowfall last week, so Craig and I took advantage by heading up to Steamboat Springs (thanks to our new fancy snowtires we had no troubles, even over roads completely covered in ice) to go snowshoeing. Well, it was snowshoeing for me. For Craig it was the ancient pitting of man versus animal, the primordial stalk, ie. elk hunting. Sadly for our tummies it's Craig 0, Elk 1. None of Darrell's green chile elk stew for us this Thanksgiving... but don't despair gentle readers, we will feast on antelope and grouse instead!
Craig on the trail
Aspen
Lunch break in the shelter of a spruce
Our first clear elk track
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Elk hunting! How awesome! Be sure to post pictures of your prize if you get him. How were you planning on treckiing an elk back to civilization with just the 2 of you?
We'd planned on boning it out and quartering it and strapping a quarter onto each of our backpacks and hiking it out, then making another trip back (or 2 if necessary!) Sadly, that was the last weekend of the season, so no elk for us this year!
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