Because I’m a very blessed man I got to judge this family waffle throw down.

Coffee. But seriously? FRESNO? Can’t we all just get a hitch in our getalong and pretend that every city Starbucks has a shop in doesn’t need a cup?

I love you Fresno peeps, but this is some weird branding.

Chicks dig dirt.  Or I’m guessing so since these eggs are covered in it. That’s what happens when you get them direct from the farmer, I guess.

Yesterday I went on my first hunting trip with my brother. He drew a tag in a pretty saturated area so we saw lots of deer. In a town. You can’t really hunt a deer in town.

After some time he found a few deer west of that town and he stalked up behind them and drew his bow and took a shot. The shot was a good one because the deer bolted and fell about 75 yards away. The arrow had punctured one of the deer’s lungs cleanly and we found it under a tree.

The mess of field dressing the deer was fascinating to watch. Deer, humans and vegetarians are all meat donuts. Field dresssing is just a fancy word for “get the digestive, urinary and breathing parts of the donut out so they don’t spoil the muscle. This was fascinating to watch and I can’t wait to do it myself.
Skinning the deer was amazing. I want to learn so much more about the processing of the hide as it requires using a lot of the deer on the deer if I understand correctly.

The deer has its appendages removed and then you need to age it in a meet locker for a few days. This cures some of the open cuts and firms up the muscle as I understand it. Again, amazing!

I totally recommend bow hunting as it ups the challenge (compared to rifle hunting) and helps control the deer population all while getting you exercise, meet, and of course biology lessons.

My in-laws and Jessica and I always play cribbage when we get together. Its good laughs as the conversation strays all over the place and we laugh a lot.

Sometimes I’m thankful for how slow a week will go. This slug was out in the small part of my in-laws’ property that is deforested (that is not always a bad thing). It looks pretty big in this image, but I had my camera down on the ground right next to it 🙂

I am thankful for things that are old. Things that tell a story. Not necessarily the whole story, but enough of a story that your imagination can fill in the blanks.

Today we maxed our day out by packing up our vacation gear from the condo we had rented. Went out to a tasty breakfast. Rode a surrey (Jess, Evie & I), drove back towards Kalama stopping to have lunch on the pier in Astoria. Came home and played with the dogs.
Tonight I got ribs rubbed down for smoking tomorrow…

And we played a game called Nickels.

Not too shabby for a vacation day.

My phone has a beauty feature that makes you look more like a glamshot. Seriously wei r d, but I felt the Internet needed this.

Playing “Nickels”. It’s like the card version of golf and I’m scoring like a n00b. Fun nonetheless.