tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24914731648586271982024-03-13T18:55:18.303-07:00Eric OutsideAddicted to Life OutsideEric Ghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01012334281719073884noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2491473164858627198.post-16176283414623519132011-10-20T19:02:00.001-07:002011-10-20T19:50:09.649-07:00North DakotaMy favorite place to be in October.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5glPd-NFO7tw4kHFdCnRBA_9KMSWp0AU21j6tZcxjGbzB90LZhv_VaQMrg-DAYYSPdpcd_ZpE5UHpiegRLS9mkuMsb5CaJxfifsEQ55YGTQlWWtYqofAIYamVkSA3755GZB259JJ8aCL/s1600/IMG_0045.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg5glPd-NFO7tw4kHFdCnRBA_9KMSWp0AU21j6tZcxjGbzB90LZhv_VaQMrg-DAYYSPdpcd_ZpE5UHpiegRLS9mkuMsb5CaJxfifsEQ55YGTQlWWtYqofAIYamVkSA3755GZB259JJ8aCL/s400/IMG_0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665767122603159618" /></a><br />Our dog Lady is officially ten years old, but you'd never know that our half Brittany Spaniel/ half German Shorthair mutt was a day over two. Lady did a fabulous job. We all killed roosters over point, and she did a great job of chasing down some wounded birds. I could not ask for a better dog.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUYHwLFjcI5iA-b9M0DD5Tj7A3Cha9vvINQNr8CLcrluZCwXjYp6XCXqs5piHO3oUc469TB_Xn-yjIDFLTGND9JIR8FY0IcMf8_cyidhA1MtAG3jeK-elkPyuRWrVyLnpH9ApBJtohfU5/s1600/IMG_0047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUYHwLFjcI5iA-b9M0DD5Tj7A3Cha9vvINQNr8CLcrluZCwXjYp6XCXqs5piHO3oUc469TB_Xn-yjIDFLTGND9JIR8FY0IcMf8_cyidhA1MtAG3jeK-elkPyuRWrVyLnpH9ApBJtohfU5/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665767115625161058" /></a><br />This trip is also the first wild pheasant hunt for my nephews. Jed was the only one who was able to shoot this year, but Jake & Seth did a great job chasing roosters and busting the brush.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V_CplhSfxalYsI0KcvYO21i3g3LvjSypqkGI7HymmPRJIwqXySZglj0Sb5DhRX82SHNhOzRa8GMfaARebO1zAWNqa9shoCGqaJSx1lHoCOicSLJPBN2OXymmNlA9UZlurjRJWKyQPghyphenhyphen/s1600/IMG_0028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0V_CplhSfxalYsI0KcvYO21i3g3LvjSypqkGI7HymmPRJIwqXySZglj0Sb5DhRX82SHNhOzRa8GMfaARebO1zAWNqa9shoCGqaJSx1lHoCOicSLJPBN2OXymmNlA9UZlurjRJWKyQPghyphenhyphen/s400/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665767129906250290" /></a><br />I loved having Seth hunt with us(smallest of the three). Every time we stopped at a new field we would ask who Jake and Seth wanted to hunt with and Seth always wanted to tag along with his Uncle Eric. I was honored. He kept up and never complained once. Interesting note about Seth, he ate a bacon cheeseburger at every meal. Except twice when he ordered steak and eggs.<br /><br />My dad is getting older, but you never would have guessed if you watched him chase down Pheasants. He is a blast to hunt with.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJQFqKCAGsbptEzdQEbHNoAPCtQuvwQXmOH8-tCS4Ddmep2kr62oQ94JJpUH1r0-tyj3qdgxiTXSN77R16rSOvqnbaytkZaaqzw0GKu6MlhjDh5b0qnUgS6Shrr8yXqfWPyRktCnFH-Vz/s1600/IMG_0043.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQJQFqKCAGsbptEzdQEbHNoAPCtQuvwQXmOH8-tCS4Ddmep2kr62oQ94JJpUH1r0-tyj3qdgxiTXSN77R16rSOvqnbaytkZaaqzw0GKu6MlhjDh5b0qnUgS6Shrr8yXqfWPyRktCnFH-Vz/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665767147386111490" /></a><br />We call my brother-in-law James the meat master, since he can always manages to catch his limit of fish or shoot his limit of roosters.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLYNaTDcLDEwm40OpoO9QYSq2w_4F7AFJMcIKtiSVPhivUA7cQc6638CoklzdpCoId47zxxwqfHJpTs7GFXNyMUzU9mVLzl0VNYp-EHwG-HUHR110zeOGOXbl9B1x1VBnuIng1Yctx1zGp/s1600/IMG_0058.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLYNaTDcLDEwm40OpoO9QYSq2w_4F7AFJMcIKtiSVPhivUA7cQc6638CoklzdpCoId47zxxwqfHJpTs7GFXNyMUzU9mVLzl0VNYp-EHwG-HUHR110zeOGOXbl9B1x1VBnuIng1Yctx1zGp/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665767362781433314" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript">
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I tossed, turned, and even counted backwards from 100 in Chinese to see if I could get bored enough to fall asleep. Nothing has worked so far. So now I'm blogging listening to Miley Cyrus sing "Party In the USA" yikes. What else would I do at 1:24 AM?<br /><br />"A love story on a hunting blog?" Can I do that?<br /><br />J and I met over two and half years ago. I had no idea what the heavens had in mind the day we met, but by the third date I knew I wanted to marry her. J on the other hand didn't quite feel the same way. She was in love with another guy. I was patient and persistent. I got discouraged a few times and thought about moving on, but something deep inside me wouldn't let me. Eventually she started to like me and about the time she told me she loved me, she packed up and went on a mission for her church.<br /><br />Over the next eighteen months J and I would write letters, but she wasn't very encouraging about our relationship. I tried to date other girls. Yet every time I thought I found a girl I could really like, that feeling deep inside me would come back and I knew the Heavens had bigger plans for me and they included J.<br /><br />J came back and had little intentions of falling in love with me. Nine days later she told me she loved me and a month later we knew we wanted to get married. <br /><br />On a side note. Everyone should know that J and I have more fun than any other two people on earth. From our first date when people saw us they could just see the fun oozing out of us.<br /><br />We decided to get married. Our engagement didn't come without some major trials. I asked her parents if I could marry her and they said... well I don't know what they said. They didn't really say NO, but they sure didn't say YES. Apparently I'm pretty dense because I thought that meant we could do whatever the hell we wanted. Boy was I wrong. <br /><br />Anyway six months later everyone is happy and it is finally happening tomorrow!<br /><br />I hope she knows how much I love her! Here is to eternity!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript">
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I limited out first so I became the camera man.<br /><br />Below are some pics of two of my favorites, Dad and Lady.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLGStc0Ent-G2VBScMqekHd7zndBomIijiNLlPwWen-XG-Me_QdyJ_HPa0TUgbdZmjPZfJWHPQSryB_xQHjua02qy1dqgaBEYAEPStA19vMNyKGtMOkHb5MP23jvnq1dhN0l8SKsivNaI/s1600-h/DSC_4492.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQLGStc0Ent-G2VBScMqekHd7zndBomIijiNLlPwWen-XG-Me_QdyJ_HPa0TUgbdZmjPZfJWHPQSryB_xQHjua02qy1dqgaBEYAEPStA19vMNyKGtMOkHb5MP23jvnq1dhN0l8SKsivNaI/s400/DSC_4492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392957453794201426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnejJ17hmPln5VFREISUxPY_pjarnI8EWkUr0YexsMrswD-AtJap4dKlVFHmLFrfTC77dt6q6iLM80lUHvUySJjpHMOn7qDq3L3fMbNsjp0bl0X3AZLSTXcScp9MZGX5XB5Jpm_X5Lwwr/s1600-h/DSC_4494.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJnejJ17hmPln5VFREISUxPY_pjarnI8EWkUr0YexsMrswD-AtJap4dKlVFHmLFrfTC77dt6q6iLM80lUHvUySJjpHMOn7qDq3L3fMbNsjp0bl0X3AZLSTXcScp9MZGX5XB5Jpm_X5Lwwr/s400/DSC_4494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392956582764277538" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3l7f-5iY7hUQWXej9nwflWuDSSt98i7EXc85yoaGFwL55CHKEnkeaLLc-ypFAh3w6VEqvRsU2yDFDYCBDpslB6UgSkc_VzAtpbO9dMFs6KdK73eQlB3915AakcrfUWbw_pzRc1ZrYZMfS/s1600-h/DSC_4506.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3l7f-5iY7hUQWXej9nwflWuDSSt98i7EXc85yoaGFwL55CHKEnkeaLLc-ypFAh3w6VEqvRsU2yDFDYCBDpslB6UgSkc_VzAtpbO9dMFs6KdK73eQlB3915AakcrfUWbw_pzRc1ZrYZMfS/s400/DSC_4506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392954934331654210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafEj_AW2ynCBru-YK5tE7UY7yCLcUmLCCturNq5sC9I969MMkICaU6CBL9NvnHqdOg9O0qFdPyw6KxSNgBy-fU6SEpC1KAEvVxluhOinnkL_5t7vLg-sPC5wZhMc54vbAeMb3pmn3vjSF/s1600-h/DSC_4512.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafEj_AW2ynCBru-YK5tE7UY7yCLcUmLCCturNq5sC9I969MMkICaU6CBL9NvnHqdOg9O0qFdPyw6KxSNgBy-fU6SEpC1KAEvVxluhOinnkL_5t7vLg-sPC5wZhMc54vbAeMb3pmn3vjSF/s400/DSC_4512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392954307509131650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZdsSZsCGE93Yo3A4yIm6Jlof36nW61FUfCq0MYtG_vQ_dmhVS3Zao7H2mrsGfsuej6JWyt0uvJlI3EB1WX_Xvg5LKIyty2T6w5eQSqh_Qvj9rUW8kjNy9n2QnzueBoer2CYa4d-dF-qw/s1600-h/DSC_4516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ZdsSZsCGE93Yo3A4yIm6Jlof36nW61FUfCq0MYtG_vQ_dmhVS3Zao7H2mrsGfsuej6JWyt0uvJlI3EB1WX_Xvg5LKIyty2T6w5eQSqh_Qvj9rUW8kjNy9n2QnzueBoer2CYa4d-dF-qw/s400/DSC_4516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392953410416937506" /></a><br />Look at Dad's smile and tell me he doesn't just love it!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfXnrIZb6O3yDCe965Q7cSfozsM0RbyJuKYFs9tKMMe1f0dKJdBwDNGt3LII-zJYUv7G1CAT_4tEnbd7bcTDqCVt4ZslCJR6TFspCwjK94lTWD3LGHd64CuYpxZlEAzEA9IbQjQsBlWjs/s1600-h/DSC_4519.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghfXnrIZb6O3yDCe965Q7cSfozsM0RbyJuKYFs9tKMMe1f0dKJdBwDNGt3LII-zJYUv7G1CAT_4tEnbd7bcTDqCVt4ZslCJR6TFspCwjK94lTWD3LGHd64CuYpxZlEAzEA9IbQjQsBlWjs/s400/DSC_4519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392952475653257314" /></a><br /><br />p.s. I have a confession to make. The only thing that could make this trip more perfect is if my fiance J were here. I really miss her.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><script type="text/javascript">
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