What if it Snows?

Yeah my wife exercised a bumper tag a couple years ago, had to have the truck towed, had driver help me throw the carcass in the truck and recovered what we could, THEN 3 weeks later she hit a second one. Texted me a pic that it happened she was OK, then a pic asking if she should get someone to help load it, I was like load what?, looks like you hit and ran over it, she did I said leave for the birds.

 

From what I been told there’s a fine art to it to just stun them enough to get their throats cut

 

Grumpy has been summoned for Critter tending while Granny gets the cauliflower pizza cooking— life is hard and cruel in the Ho

 

Take it to Daytona

 

Roger, we do that sort of thing with sheep, not elk. They stick their head in for snacks and.................to quote my good friend - nevermind.

 

I've heard that before also, but I don't think she will be doing that she has less finesse than I do, and her head and eyes never move while driving. So I drive most all the time anymore.

 

You need to keep that one. She'll have fond memories looking at it when she's our age.

 

Oh, and I had hot water at 6 this morning,

So; they conceal the creep feeder, they transport the feed in and refill, advise when creeper crept full (of nice size) help with exit transport?
Not that I'd ever cut in on a mans winter meat, but the division of labor assigned would be interesting. And any associated fees disbursed.

 

Cauliflower pizza??? Boy I'll say life is tough

 

They used to close down 318 from Lund down toward Alamo in Nevada once a year and let the public race - well not really race, but race the clock. I think they turned them out on 10 minute intervals. There are straight stretches to hit 215 if your brave enough, and a couple of 45 mph corners to keep you honest. Might could encounter a bovine or wild burro too! I wonder if they still do that?

@Dave_in_AZ could take the OM for an all expense paid trip to Ely, stop off at the Stardust Ranch for an hour or so, spend the night at the Grand Central Motel, and then race his way back through the Nevada desert and try to expand his vast LS fortune in Vegas on the way back home.