Josh and I had a little "babymoon," I guess you could say, in Colorado last week. It did include killing large animals [which I wouldn't exactly put in the category of romantic babymoons] and I was super sick with some horrible sinus infection type sickness Josh so lovingly passed on to me [which also stripped all romanticism out of the trip] but it was, nonetheless, incredible to have some time away from our sweet babes before our newest babe arrives in 8 weeks. I was so happy for Josh to have ample time hiking and hunting on those incredible Colorado mountains. I spent a lot of time lying in my bed blogging, which I was very happy to do. Here are a few snapshots of what our time was like.
This is Josh with his biggest elk yet. I missed going on the elk hunt this year because there is such beauty in the hunt. These huge bulls have these almost prehistoric bugles that echo among the mountains...it's beautiful and eerie and compelling all at the same time. You can tell by Josh's smile just what a tremendous feat this was to get this huge elk. I am so proud of him!
And his guide, Scott, was so pumped about Josh's elk! It is huge.
This pretty much sums up my happy husband, with a cigar in one hand and a double macchiato in the other, about to embark upon a short fishing trip.
My belly at 30 weeks.
Josh's mule deer, one of his favorite hunts to date.
My 23-inch trout with my guide, Duncan. That was about the extent of my physical labor for the week: wrestling this trout in. I caught about 4 others, but this was my biggest. I took a nice nap afterwards.
This was our whole crew this year: guides and everybody. It's a fun time of camaraderie and relaxation.
And with our guide, Scott Hatch.