Deer hunting~ 'Tis the season~

Ken left here Friday at 12:00 noon. Snow and sleet was coming down!

 Headed NW to Cheyenne, Oklahoma to the Black Kettle Grasslands to do some deer hunting with one of his boys, Tanner and friend Kevin.

 

For many years the boys would hunt in the cold weather day after day watching Dear Ole Dad time after time shoot from far off distances and see deer go down with amazement in their eyes. Well this time, it was Tanner's turn!! Early morning. First day of the hunt T is perched on the side of a hill. 310 yards away is a Buck in his crosshairs. BOOM! Down he goes!!! Smiles and high fives were in order! Good job Tanner! 

Meat in the freezer and a very proud Dad.

With help from Kevin they're dragging the deer back to the camp. It was a long drag uphill all the way of course.

 

After hanging Tanner's buck at camp, out they went again. They did a little deer push and a big doe made the mistake of coming out on Dad's side. She ran towards the road, so he put her down, running a 100 miles an hour (the deer, not Ken). At least that's what he said and Kevin vouched for the shot.  We do like eating venison. Next morning, this is the view from Ken's hill.With snow coming down at the Black Kettle and in Meers, the boys thought they'd better head home.  Ken said he could only drive 35 miles a hour for the last 50 miles or so. Thanks goodness everyone made it home safe and sound.

  

Knocking the ice off the camper so he could plug it in.

 It was thick on the truck!

Now to disconnect from the truck! So happy that the boys were able to make some  deer camp memories and have some fun card games.. =)