While tromping through the woods of Northern MN, M and my dad, and then M and his Dad had their own bonding time. Both the Levang hunters came out victorious...
P with a doe and M with a 6-point buck.
I can hardly contain my excitement. For a few brief moments, I thought we would have to buy our meat at the store like the rest of the civilized world. But no, M took care of that. He is such a provider. Sarcasm aside, T and I are proud of our brave warrior!
1 comment:
Your brain is sticking out of your hat.
Did you get that bad boy on the Anderson Ridge?
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