So I finally got around to digging out the dry storage room--quite the collection of odds and ends. Among the loot I have found memorabilia, old romantic letters from my handsome, soldier husband, and I found this paper by Michael which seemed like a perfect addition to my blog.
The Hunting Trip
I was on the top of the mountain in four feet of snow. It was late at night, around 12:00 midnight. The moon and the stars were out in the dark blue sky. I was laying on the back of my Dad's Isuzu two wheel drive pick-up truck. It has a shell on it, and I was looking out the side window watching my dad and my uncle Richard dig snow. You might wonder how we got there.
It was the night before the day of the deer hunt and Richard, Dad, and I were going up the mountain to go deer hunting. As we got further and further up the mountain we got stuck in the snow, by a lot of trees. Someone stopped to help us. They had a four wheel drive pick up truck and they helped us get out of the snow. You would think that my dad would have stopped there, but he didn't. We just kept going up the road. I was sleeping in the back. Next thing I knew we were stuck again.
Dad and Richard were digging the snow. No one else was around. After they dug for awhile they backed up and we got right out, and we rammed over the snow and kept on going. We were out in the middle of nowhere and we got back on the road. On the side of the road there was a big hill of snow and there were deer prints on it.
My dad got out of the truck with the flashlight and climbed up the hill to see if he could see a deer, but he didn't see one. So he got in the truck and drove off again. I went back to sleep. Next thing I knew it was morning and we were up on a ledge, and my dad and Richard were awake. They were getting breakfast ready. After breakfast we drove along the edge of a hill and we checked to see if the chains were there and they were; ten minutes later we checked to see if the chains were there, and they weren't there.
We drove back a ways and parked. We had lunch and we went back to see if we could find the chains. We drove some more than parked the truck again, got out and looked around. We looked for the chains for a long time. We walked along the tire tracks and we looked for deer and the chains, but we didn't see either. Then we saw deer tracks off the road and followed them. When we came back to the road, we saw a four wheel drive pick up truck that was stuck in the snow. It was spinning its wheels and the snow was flying about 12 feet into the air, but it wasn't getting out of the snow. We went down to where the truck was stuck and Dad and Richard talked to the man who was stuck. We walked behind the truck and went into the hills looking for deer. We walked through a bunch of trees, saw some deer tracks, and we followed them to another bunch of trees and the tracks disappeared. We kept on walking and found a warm spot to rest.
Finally after a long day, we started back home. We headed down the mountain and a couple hours later we got stuck again in a big hole in the road. While we were stuck we saw a huge truck with big wheels and the driver stopped to talk. He drove on and we tried backing the truck and we got out okay. We rammed around the hole in the road and continued down the mountain and we went home.
It was cold and wet and tiring, but we had a good time in our little two wheel drive pick up truck.
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