Moose Hunt

We went canoeing/moose hunting this weekend on the Kenai Peninsula. Neither one of us thought we were going to even see a moose and Dave ended up calling in a moose on early Sunday morning. Emma and I were hanging out at camp, making a fire when we heard a very loud gun shot. followed by 2 more shots. followed by Dave paddling back to camp looking very excited. I'll save the details about the hunt for Dave to tell you guys when he sees you.

We spent all day getting the meat off on Sunday and packed it out on Monday. Unfortunately, we forgot any bug dope or head nets and I got eaten alive by the white sox and mosquitos out there. My left eye has been swollen shut for almost two days. I finally went to the Dr. this morning and it turns out that I have an infection around my eye, most likely entering from the open bug bites that I was scratching all day - not to mention that my hands were covered in moose blood and god knows what else. Chris calls is "Moose Scratch Fever". Whatever it is, it's grossing me out. Dave has been calling me bride-zilla and Rocky Balboa and one-eyed goober: I look absolutely hideous with my eye all red and swollen and my face is just covered in bug bites. and NO there will be no pictures, he's tried taking them that's for sure.

here are some pictures: