did you hear?

one of the main reasons for our camping trip is that we were going hunting.

ty has hunted since he was 12, it's a very strong family tradition.

this year we made a huge compromise, and i put in for hunting. (i'll let you know what i got of the compromise later...hehehe)

i have been on multiple hunting trips, but never witnessed any "shooting" part of it.

ever.

i've always been anti hunting when it comes to it as a "sport".

i feel a great responsibility to be respectful to animals and harvest for meat.

we have been eating only wild game meat for the last year.

i haven't cooked or purchased beef in forever it seems.

and  so, in some unfortunate mischance, i drew a tag.

ty was ecstatic.

i was "meh".

we left on the trip. i was super excited for the "camping" part, that comes to me like a duck to water. but the "hunting" part? no clue what to do whatsoever. i wasn't worried, as ty would be there to help me out.

well, that's not how things worked out at all. and the "Hunting" experience was completely different than i imagined. it was crazy stressful and crazy with 4 kids in tow.

i'll write the whole story soon. but for now, know that i surprised everyone, even myself. 

the main part i am proud of is that i provided a years worth of jerky for ty's lunches.

look at me. i'm a provider.

*ps i thought i would feel remorseful over killing a beautiful wild beast.


i didn't. at all.
 (what does that mean? ahhh!!!)