We took my dad fishing and we found a huge school of stripers in Last Chance Canyon. I was so busy baiting hooks and taking fish off of the hooks, I really never got a chance to fish!

Lots of Stripers

50 anchovies = 50 fish

Lone Mesa State Park....my dad and I just got back from his Colorado rifle elk hunt North of Dolores, CO. My dad made a tremendous shot across a canyon and momentarily dropped the bull in it's tracks. Then the bull began sliding down the steep hillside. The bull slid/rolled half way down the canyon wall before hanging up on an Aspen tree! Although Joel White was a great help, it took us all day to pack the elk out.

My dad set up a great hunting camp and we enjoyed the beautiful country with our two horses, Cameron and Power. This was our second hunt in the park and we have enjoyed our time chasing these awesome animals.

For the past few years, our good friends from CO come to L. Powell for a houseboat trip on Labor Day Weekend. This year, we chased striper boils in the morning before towing kids around for the rest of the day.

Jacob cleaned corrals all summer and saved his money for a new wake board and rope. Jacob is quite an athlete and had no problem riding the wake on his first try. Jacob is eight year's old and loves to fish, wakeboard, skii, surf, etc.

Northern AZ Buffalo Hunt....after my son and I tracked a group of buffalo for 3.5 hourse in the July heat, I harvested this buffalo on opening morning of the hunt. That is when the work began! I am glad I took my son and I am sure this is a hunt he will not soon forget. However, I learned a valuable lesson and I would strongly suggest bringing solid help and/or horses if you draw this tag. This was my first buffalo hunt and I was very impressed with the durability and size of these animals.

Gila Monster

Considering I missed the opening day of archery season to to a schedule/calendar error, I ended up arrowing a pretty nice bull on the third day of my hunt. The weather was hot, but the bulls were active and I cannot wait for my next trip to the Gila.

While approaching our calls, this bull walked right by a bear on his final approach to our calls. I arrowed this bull at 15 yards.