Boys in the desert.

The kids were out of school for veteran's day on a Wednesday this year so Am took the girls to a movie and shopping and the boys and I headed for the desert for a over-nighter. Just 90 minutes south of home we camped in a area I am familiar with and have hunted many times. It is wide open country full of cactus and and barren sandy washes but is beautiful none the less. We hunted, spit, scratched, started fire and chopped wood and did all those things that men do.



We were totally alone and seldom even saw a car on the access road. Clayton set up a target range in camp and shot for hours. Nathan was more into swinging the hatchet, poking at the fire
and walking around camp in his socks.

I got the boys orange hunter caps on clearance at Big 5 and they never took them off. In fact after his shower when we got home Nathan put his back on and wore it until bedtime.

We did have some success with quail despite the low numbers this year. Clayton drove the ranger up the wash and I would hop out and chase em. Nathan read a book in the back and ate pringles and was a good sport when we made him get out and chase the birds too. At one point he got a cholla cactus in his leg but did not panic, and with the help of his brother plucked the thorns out with out much complaining. It was a great manly man outing.