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Deer Hunt 09

2009-11-18T15:25:00.006-07:00

The Deer Hunt ranks pretty dang high on my Top 5 Favorite Activities. I love being in the hills, walking down a ridge (down being the key word), cruising on a fourwheeler, or bouncing around in the truck, I just love it!!! For many families they talk about the good ole days of hunting and how they miss them, but for us these ARE the good ole days. Everyone got to come hunt, at least for the first weekend, Kelsie couldn’t come for the second on though.

During the deer hunt we will be found on Haycock from the very first sunrise to the last sunset of the hunt. At 10am you can find us at the trailer eating a delicious cholesterol raising breakfast. I enjoy every minute of the hunt!

This year the new hunting store in town, The Shed, had a big buck contest. The day before the hunt we all went in and bought a new shirt or hat and got our names in the contest. There use to always be a contest, then as soon as I was old enough to hunt no one did one any more. I was so glad that The Shed owners decided to bring back this fun tradition. The biggest buck, points + spread, get a Muzzleloader, The smallest buck binoculars, and the first one measured a hat.

Boys cooking breakfast

The Girls Hunting Together

haha- we really did hunt!! We took this picture of my moms cousin Joyce, who use to come hunting. It is at her favorite breakfast spot, Sausage side hill. I love our poses!Dad on his 4wheelerKLC and Bron in his jeep It snowed, and it just happen to be the on a day I had to go to school. Mom, Dad, and Grandma built this snowman to watch over our camp! So, Derek spotted a nice buck clear down below his special spottin spot clear up on a hill. He having already shot his deer called mom and bronson to some get it. He bedded down and we made a plan of attack. Derek stayed up on the ridge to guide us to the buck and I drove Bronson down and dropped him off on the east side of the buck, then dropped my mom, and I went with her, on the west side of it. We walked to where we had planned and called Derek. He said the buck was just 50 yards away from us and stood up, but Bronson was on the other side so he didn't run. He was just down in a wash low enough that we couldn't see him. It was so frustrating. We tried to get closer and he took off runnin towards the hill Derek was on. We ran over to wear we could see it and it stopped about 300 yards from me and my mom. My mom had a cold and was coughing and then we were running so when she shot without a dead rest she missed. The buck went running up the ridge towards Derek,but was well out of range and running. Derek took off running towards it trying to scare it back down. It was so funny seeing Derek running on the top of the hill trying to get it to turn around. I wish we would have had a video camera to capture it. It got within about 50 yards of Derek, but kept running over the hill and out of sight. Anyway the picture below is them looking at the buck from above, I had to take a picture of them.
Opening Morning I decided I would venture out on the fourwheeler. It worked well last year so I wanted to do it again. I headed out for my Dads beloved flats. Derek and my Dad were also out there. At one point I saw my dad going down a hidden road on the North side of a draw, so I was going to go on the south side hoping he would scare something to me. On my way there I saw a deer about 150 yards off the road in the shadow of some thick trees. I looked in my binos. I could clearly see its body and neck, but its head was in some trees, and although I couldn’t see its head I could see one side of his antlers. Not knowing how big it was, I still got excited and cocked the ol lever action 243 and shot it. It jumped, but I still never saw the full set of antlers. I went to where he was standing when I shot and there was a lot of thick, pink blood, a sure sign of a lung shot. So, I knew he hadn’t gone far. I lost the blood track so I had to call for back up. I tried my Dad but he didn’t answer, but I soon heard his fourwheeler coming down the road. I flagged him over, and told him I shot one. He, of course, asked me how big and I said, “well, I don’t know.” And he was dumb founded at why I would shoot it until I told him. We couldn’t find any more blood, so we just kept searching for him. I finally saw his big body and head laying under a bush… this was the moment I would find out how big he was, and I was nervous that maybe he was just small. When I saw his antlers I was not disappointed at all!
My dad was so funny. He kept giving me crap about how I was hunting in ‘his spot’ and that he should have never let me ride on the back of his fourwheeler and should have never showed me where to big bucks are. But, I knew he was proud that his daughter who was hunting in his secret spot, and got a bug buck opening morning!!!
We brought it into town after breakfast and got it measured at The Shed, 26 inches!! I was the first on measured and won a hat, which I gave to my dad since I look like my brothers when I wear a hat.

Derek also got a buck later on in the hunt, a 4x4, 26 inches wide, however mine was bigger and was still winning at the shed. Mine was bigger because it had eye guards and Derek’s didn’t. I was having a blast reminding him that his little sister was beating him in the pool, and that it was written down so that everyone will know. After Derek got his buck I was left with 2 packs to carry back to the truck. I guess when you can't hunt any more you become a back mule Bronson and Grandma got this 3x3 with about 20 minutes left in the hunt... Not small enought to win the binos.

I was winning in the pool until the very last day when 2 bucks beat mine. Zach Owens won the muzzleloader with a 4x4, 27.5’ wide.

This hunt was so fun and we saw so many nice bucks!! We also saw some little tiny ones and every time we did I told who ever I was hunting with to shoot it, so they could win the binoculars, but they never would.

The 3 bucks the Barton Family got this year!!

A Lil Summer Recap

2009-11-18T13:05:00.016-07:00

Blog…what’s a blog? It seems as though I had forgotten. I have not updated this since the Paria Trip in the spring, and now Thanksgiving is right around the corner.

I decided I would update it today because, well honestly I have a big essay do tomorrow and you all know how I put things off. I told myself I could not get on Facebook until it is done, so my next alternative to waste my time was Blogger! Haha, I am suffering from senioritis something fierce! I cannot wait to be done with school and on to the next chapter of my life, which is a career teaching little brats somewhere.

Summer was magnificent! I think every weekend I was doing something fun with either my friends or my family! Our annual Ladies Baseball trip (this year we went to San Francisco and Oakland with many stops along the way, including Yosemite) The Balloon/Volleyball Fest, Gardening, Parades, fireworks, Softball, reunions, golf, many nights spent outside in the cool night air around a fire in our back yard with family laughing and talking for hours, fishing, sleeping outside, camping, Holey-Board Competitions, Lake Powell trips with friends. This summer has been one of the best the time of my life!

Here are a few Pictures~

Yosemite (Me- Christy-Aunt Donna, Mom, Kelsie, Cindi, Grandma LC, and Steph) Kelsie got really thirsty on out little hike to the gi-normous treesI was fasincinated by these trees, I just wanted to hug em...jkOakland A's
San Fransisco Giants, yuck! But AT&T park is my favorite field so far!!
Balloon Fest Morning (Kelsie on Top- Me-Syd-Mom-Grandma)Glow on Main Street (Kelsie- Derek-Syd- Josh-Grandma)Mom and Dad on MainstreetTook little Cousins Fishing (Josh-Syd-Fish-Brogon-Elcha)Back Yard FunLearning a fun game from some cousins Me and Derek making SmoresHoley-Board- a really fun game my Uncle made upYou throw 2' washers in to holes on the board, each one worth different amounts. I have seen a some games similar to this, but this one is the funnest I have ever played!
All the little kids in my car at the Parade Kick Ball game during the Owens ReunionRainbow Bridge I am your SkipperBubbas Beautiful new boat Me and Norm TubingNotice the rock in this picture is clearly above water1 month later it is below waterRubys Rebels Softball Team!
There was one down fall to the summer activities. In June, My Grandpa Jon, my mom’s dad, died. The stubborn old man did not want a traditional funeral, so we honored his wishes and had a memorial picnic with the family at our cabins at Widtsoe. We had a very nice program where my mom, Bronson, and I, yes I, shared memories. We also had my mom’s cousin Jerry Dee play his according and sing for us. It was a great way to remember Grandpa at one of his favorite places that he built for his family to enjoy! I miss him a lot, but know that I will be seeing him again! Grandpa Jon's PosterityMy Cousin Bobbi and IThis Picture is hilarious, Syds, with an evil face, hitting Derek, with an Ouch face, with a stick

Here are a couple of pics of My Grandpa Jon and mehaha- love my smart A face- this was at out cabin at Fish Lake

At the cabin at Widtsoe

Christmas 2007

4wheelin Down the Paria River

2009-04-20T16:41:00.012-06:00

I have heard of a great adventure that leads one down the Paria River, and have always wanted to venture down it. This past weekend that opportunity knocked and I joyfully answered it! The Paria River flows south from Cannonville making its way to the Colorado River below Lake Powell; however we didn't traverse the river that far. We went as far as the old Pahreah Townsite and Graveyard, then hooked up with the Cottonwood Wash Road, which is the road that led us back to our vehicles. The course of the journey is about 70 miles round trip.

The Paria River is southern Utah at its finest. The river flows through an immense canyon that cuts its way through the rocky terrain. The fourwheeler trail criss-crosses back and forth through the river, allowing one to cool off from the warm spring temperature. One must always keep an eye out for quick sand and avoid at all cost, for they say it is so deep it could swallow a truck whole. The Paria is an unruly place full of history and wonder. Throughout the canyon walls are Petroglyph and Pioneer-glyphs (I just made that word up, obviously.) There are countless treasures to behold along this vast river bank.

CAUTION: EXTREME PICTURE OVERLOAD

The Whole GroupKelsieSigning the LedgerThe Pioneers wrote their names on the wall in axle greaseThis is my Great-Great Grandpa Joseph Hills Johnson. Circa 1900Colored PetroglyphsBubba explaining the meaning behind the petroglyphsWe thought that throwing rocks into these holes was very entertaining.

A herd of Wild Long Horns

Norm and Kelton tamed this one

So I jumped on it

Kelton trying to stop it from running away with me, which it almost did. It walked about 10 feet and I got scared and dismounted

All of us

Needless to say, I was not disappointed and can't wait to go again!

In Hot Pursuit of a Lion

2009-04-05T01:59:00.012-06:00

My friend Falyn's Dad, Mike, is an avid Lion Hunter. On Saturday he and his dogs pursued a lion that ledged up right off of the Lake Road. It was up in the rocks on the west side of the lake road across from the big cliff, aka Jennies Jump, aka Poison Point, aka where Jessie Miles wreck, aka the 'aahhaaaa part' (as Kelsie called it in her youth.) Anyway, never mind the names.
Mike called Falyn to come up and check it out since it was only 100 yards off the road and easy to see. so she called me and some other friends and we headed up. I have only seen 2 Lions in my day, both of which ran in front of me as I was driving in a vehicle. One of which I hit about 1/2 mile south from the location of the ledged up lion. Needless to say I jumped at this opportunity! I was so excited to see my first live lion up close and personal.

Now, I have a major fear of lions and know one day I will be attacked by one of these evil creatures. Whenever I go into the great outdoors I am packin' my pistol in preparation for that one time when I will fall victim to a lion. It will probably rip out my juggler before I can whip out the pistol, but having a pistol does give me some sort of false security. This trip I did not have a gun, and I was only armed with my camera. This is all beside the point, I am just telling you this to let you know how afraid of Lions I am.

So... back to the story. The previous mentioned lion was perched upon a rock, which was very visible from the road. We took some pictures from there then hiked up the hill above the Mountain lion to call the dogs off. Man my heart was pounding as we neared the lion, 1/4 because I was excited but 3/4 because of the trek up the hill and being out of shape. We got up within about 25 yards of the big Tom cat, when Mike and 2 other guys went closer to peel the dogs aways from the lion. The lion took a couple steps towards them, I took a couple steps away. Before Mike could round up all 5 of of his dogs the cat lept from its roost and sprung down the hill to get away from the dogs and guys standing 10 feet away from him. The chase was on again! The dogs chased the lion down the steep rocky hill, across the lake road, through the river, and to the woods (to Grandmothers house they go....) anyway, it ran up a hill and straight up a tree for safety. The dogs had the lion treed, so we made our way up another gruesome, slick north slope. One time I fell waist deep in the snow, but made it out alive and with snow in my boots and britches. We arrived at the location and looked up to admire the cougar 20 feet above our heads hissing and growling. One crazy, foolish SOB, named Matt, climbing the tree for a better look. He eventually got about 4 feet from the lion when hisssssss, swat... the lion took a swipe at him missing him by a meer foot, (We laughed about it once we noticed Matts face was still in tact.) After that Matt decided to back off and climb back down the tree. We observed the lion and took many a photographs then made our trek back down the slip and slide hill. After a few falls and using our rear ends as sleds we made it back to the truck. Thus ending a successful day of pursuing a fearsome Mountain Lion and living to tell about it.

The view from the road...

Zoomed in of course!

This is My Favorite Picture

He is growling at the dogs

The View from Above

Look at how long his tail is, I also love this pic

The Lion and the Hounds

The Lion Treed

Look closely in the Tree and you can see Matt and the Lion above his head a few feet

Oops!

2009-03-10T22:29:00.003-06:00

As you know I am a student at Southern Utah University, and I have classes all day on Tuesday and Thursday. On Tuesday at 3pm- 5pm I have a Special Education class then on Thursday from 3pm-4pm I have a Secondary Education class.

Today, being Tuesday, when 3 pm rolled around I went to my class and everything seemed normal, but slowly I noticed things were wrong. The first thing I noticed was that all of the people I knew from that class were missing, well no big deal, I figured they were sick or something. With about 15 minutes left in class the role finally made its way around to me and I was preparing to put my signature next to my name, but I could not locate it. I looked in the B's and it was not listed under Barton, nor was it listed anywhere.

Then it hit me and I literally was laughing out loud. I was in my Thursday 3pm class and not my Tuesday 3pm class. The class that I was in was taught by the same teacher, infact it was the same class just the wrong day. haha! I got up and left since I was laughing at myself (Those who laugh at themselves shall never cease to be amused!) I quickly proceeded to the right 3pm class. I was 40 minutes late, but after class I apologized to the teacher about being late. She forgave me, at least I think, considering that she was laughing at my story!

Snip, Snip!

2009-02-06T18:28:00.008-07:00

My hair was getting so dang long and scraggly, so I decided I should cut 4 to 5 inches off, which is nothing when your hair is as long as mine. Then I got to thinkin', you know if I am going to cut 5 inches then why the hell not make it 10 inches to donate to 'Locks of Love.'
Thus, I pondered on it for a month, and had my mom and Kelsie measure it a bunch of times to see how short my hair would be. After measuring 20 or 30 times we determined that I could still have a pony-tail, which is a#1 in my book. I was still not sure, but made an appointment with my #1 hair-doer Genny and told her my thoughts. I told her that I will not know for sure until she gets the official measurement. Well, after she measured it and determined I could successfully put it in a pony-tail, I said, "Let's just do it, and do it quick, before I change my mind."
snip snip!!!
And there it was shorter than I can ever remember my hair being. I knew I had to do it or I would be mad at myself for not going through with it, and to be honest, I kinda like it (but don't tell any one I said that, haha!)

The Short Pony-tail

and a lil shout out to the blog stalkers, Karen and Tammy!

Our New Kitchen

2008-12-02T14:28:00.013-07:00

The Barton household finally has a decent Kitchen! The construction began in the spring, and was completely finished just in time for us to have Thanksgiving.

I love the Kitchen, and it is exactly what we have always needed; our old kitchen was way too small and boring. My Dad did an awesome job, he is amazing!

Walking into the old kitchen, which is now the dining room,

The Table

(the door going into the new kitchen is where the old sink & cabinets use to be)New Roll-Top DeskThe China-Hutch

(Where the fridge and stove use to be.)

The East side of the kitchen

and the island

The West side of the kitchen (we have a dishwasher now... movin on up!)

HUNTIN'

2008-10-23T20:31:00.011-06:00

The Deer Hunt is over now, but my gosh it was a good one! I got a nice 4 point, Kelsie/my mom got a big 2 point. My cousin Brogon and Beverly both got their 1st deer which were both 2 points. Kelsie Gut her first deer, and she enjoyed it! And of course there was breakfast........de-freakin-liosious.

Look at how good that food is

Dad grillin' up the HashbrownsDerek and I cookinKelsie and BevBronson, Kelsie, My mom, and I in the jeep. A couple of years ago I built that bench that me and my mom are sitting on. We call it the Crows Nest.Beverlys husband Duke was working so we took her to shoot her 1st buck.Kelsie guttin it, I know it is sick!sorry, but I had to put this pic up. It shows how gross Kelsie is. That thing in her hand is called a heart, which was once inside that deer.KLC is a messBrogons 1st buck. A 2 point... nope now it is a 2 by spikeIf you look close you can see the antler he shot off. the side closest to him.

The last night neither my mom nor Kelsie had shot a buck. We wanted to find them one. Whenever we are hunting we go with our feelings of where the deer might be, just something funny we do. With about an hour left of daylight, I said, "you guys lets head up Sheep to the guzzler and maybe we will catch a buck crossing." So, we did and when we got up by the guzzler Bronson said, "oh ya, I have a good feeling about this too.

With about a half an hour of day light left Kelsie spotted a deer headed towards the guzzler on a ridge. I look in the binos ans said, "It's a buck, a good buck!" Kelsie and my mom jumped out and loaded a bullet. My mom told Kelsie to tell her when she was ready and that they needed to shoot at the same time. So, when they were both ready I did a lil count down...3...2...1...BOOM!! They shot at almost the exact same time and I was watching in the binoculars and yelled, "YOU GOT HIM!" He jumped up and ran, but didn't go too far. We don't know who hit it, or if they both hit it, but Kelsie Tagged it.

This was a perfect ending to a great hunt!

Ok, so this is kind of a long story, but I am going to try to shortin’ it up. If you don’t wanna read it you don’t have to, just skip down to the rest of the post.. I just thought I would type it because, well I can, and also maybe if any hunters out there want to read it. I am just thinking that Uncle Richard will enjoy it

Opening morning my Dad, Derek, and I went out on four-wheelers and my Mom, Bron, and Kelsie went in the truck. My Dad said he was going to go down into the flats and Derek said he was going to go through Sky Valley to the bottom of the flats where he had seen some nice bucks on the muzzleloader hunt. Before I left Derek told me that if I am down in the flats to go look in the draws that run down to Sky Valley in case he scares some bucks up to me. I had seen a few does and fawns in the morning then I decided to go look through the draws Derek was talking about. The first one I went to look in there was a hunter, and in the second one there was also a hunter. I then went to the next draw and didn’t see a hunter, but a buck standing behind a tree. He was about 350 yards away and I could see antlers, so I decided to shoot at him. I leaned over the fourwheeler and shot at his neck, since I could only see his head and neck. I totally missed and he took of full speed up the hill back towards the north. Two other bucks ran with him, but they were smaller. I shot 2 more shots at him and missed. He was running fast and was getting away quick. My fourth shot knocked him to the ground and he rolled about 50 feet down the hill. I was hoping he was dead, but he jumped up and tried to run back up hill and couldn’t. I was glad he headed down hill, which is a good sign that he was hit hard. I was trying to watch him and reload at the same time. He ran to the bottom of the draw before I could get reloaded.

I called my Dad and Derek and told them I had shot a buck and they headed over. Derek was the guy in the draw next to me so he just walked over. I began my descent down the drawn when all of a sudden I see our white truck pull up. My mom, Bron, and Kels jump out. I figured that my Dad had called them to come and help. So I just said, “I need Help finding him.” (they were like “Jonie, Jonie!” and I said, “Help me Help Me!” Not really but after words Bronson said that it was it reminded him of when I said I needed help.)

My dad didn’t call them; they just saw my fourwheeler up on the ridge and came to see what I was doing. So I explained to them where I had shot and they started lookin for blood. They never found blood, but did find were he rolled down the hill. We figured he was gut shot since there wasn’t blood.

I continued walking in the bottom of the draw when I soon met up with Derek. He told me that earlier in the morning he had missed a nice buck with 4 other bucks in the draw next to this one. He also said that he ran into Stan, the UPS man, and he had also missed a nice buck. So, Derek, Dad, and I kept walking down the draw to find him. All of a sudden Stan comes walking through and Derek said something to Stan that I thought was hilarious, he said, “Stan we are too late, she beat us to him!” Stan was not happy for himself, but he was for me.

At the bottom of the draw it widens up into Sky Valley with a wash running east and west. My dad went west, Derek went east and I zig-zagged back and forth. All the sudden I hear Derek yell, “ Jonie I jumped him.” I went over there and Derek said he saw the buck jump up and he ran off before he could get a shot. So, Derek and I took of walking down the wash. I was on one side and he on the other. About a half mile down the wash I was getting discouraged that we would never find him, and I could tell the Derek was too, but we kept trudging on. We walked about another half mile when I heard on the other side of the wash something crashing about. My heart began to pound and I cocked the ol Lever Action and was ready to shoot. I yelled to Derek, “Derek! I hear him, He is in the wash but I can’t see him.” Then I got a glimpse of him and he was trying to run, but he was hunched over so I knew he wasn’t going far. The buck saw Derek and then looked at me and froze where he was at, we had him trapped.

Derek Yelled back that he could see him too, and I said, “Get down I am going to shoot, oh I am shaking! Are you down? I am shooting”
Derek yelled, “I am down, Just shoot.” BOOM! I shot. He was 30 yards away and I was shaking so bad that I hit him in the back leg. Kinda Embarrassing.
Derek said to shoot him again.
I said “I gotta sit down, I am shaking way too bad.”
I shot him and he was down. Derek was the first one too him and he said, “Good job Jonie, way to go!” we were both so excited that we had got him after walking forever and being so discouraged that we would never find him. The buck was still kinda breathing so I let Derek give him one more shot to completely kill him. Derek ran back to get a fourwheeler and to find service to call the rest of the fam and tell them that we had finally got him!

Afterwards Derek just kept laughing about how I told him to get down and how I said I was so shaky. In fact, five days later, he is still laughing about it.

I like this pic cause it makes him look bigger than he really is.

21 inch 4x4

The Camera was in a weird mode, so this pic looks funny, but I like it.

Loadin' em in the truck

Deer vs The Mustang

2008-09-30T13:31:00.009-06:00

I was headed home from skool in Cedar at about 2 o'clock on the afternoon of Monday, September the 29th. The day was a beautiful one. I drove along with the top down admiring the fall foliage. For once in my life I was not speeding, for I was enjoying the spender of the glorious fall day. All of a sudden an image of a running deer popped into the corner of my right eye. I instinctively turned my head and slammed on my breaks at the same time. POOOOOOOOOW!! SMMACKKK! THUMP!!!! The deer made a direct hit on the bumper of the mighty stallion. it then flew up in the air and was attempting to take a seat in my lap, but was blocked by the windshield, and was knocked to the road. I, being the obsessive hunter, looked in my rear view mirror at the deer laying in the middle of the road and the first thing I looked for was whether or not it was a doe or a buck. (are you serious? yes I am, that it the 1st thing I looked for.) It was clearly a doe. I pulled over and inspected the damage of the mustang, and to be honest there was less damage than I expected. I ran back and drug the deer off the road. Then I got in my car and for the first time I swore, and you do NOT wanna know what words came outta my mouth. The stallion was still drive able and I drove home with a broken heart, and hoped that I didn't pass anyone I knew, which is impossible living in Panguitch.

The next journey for the Mustang is to head down to Circleville to Joe Dalton to get repaired. Go with God mustang, and blessed be thy journey!

Guts and Goo on the Windshield... some of it splashed on meThe DamageThe Doe

8's~ what the heck, may as well do it

2008-09-22T17:09:00.001-06:00

8 TV show I love to watch:
1- Reba
2-Jeopardy
3- Survivor Man
4- Man vs. Wild
5- Antiques Road Show
6-Most Shows on the History Channel
7- Sponge Bob
8- Drake and Josh

8 Favorite Restaurants:
1- Escobars
2- Pines
3- Applebees
4- Pizza Factory
5- Cheddar Cheese Factory... haha jk -Da and falyn- Cheesecake Factory
6- Toby Keiths- I love this Bar and Grill
7- Costa Vida
8- Henries Drive In

8 Things that happened yesterday:
1-Spent the day at Lake Powell
2-Accidental swallowed a bunch of Lake Bowell Water, which I know will kill me
3- Got sun burnt
4- Boat rides
5- had a competition to see who could find the most golf balls in the lake... I won
6-Packed up camp and left Powell
7- Bubba got stuck in his Chevy and a Ford Pulled him out!!
8- Ate at Escobars on our way home

8 Things I look forward to:
1- Deer Hunt
2- The Weekend
3- Christmas and the Holidays
4- National Finals Rodeo
5- The first snow storm
6- My car to be payed off
7-Graduation, in a year or so
8- Just life in general

8 Things I love about fall:
1- HUNTING
2- Fall foliage
3- HUNTING
4- cool weather
5- HUNTING
6- Eating Apples and Plums from our trees
7- HUNTING
8- Major League Baseball Playoffs and World Series

8 Things on my wish list:
1- An old, nice Ford Truck
2- Huntin in Alaska
3- Go to Australia
4- A dog
5- A couple of Wave Runners
6-Draw out for an Elk tag
7-Go to all of the Historical sites in America, both Church sites and US sites
8- Hit all the National parks in the US of A

8 People I'm Tagging:
I have about 8 comrades, so all of you

BAG TAGGED

2008-08-29T22:50:00.000-06:00

Amanda did this bag tag thing and didn't tag me. I guess she knows I don't have a purse. So, I being a smart alic (is that how you spell alic? I just should have put 'ass' cause I know how to spell that!) anyway, I said, "Da, why didn't you bag tag me?" and she was like, "Oh you are right Jonie I should tag you." I don't know if that was exactly what she said, but it is close. Well, I just feel like since I said something I should do the bag tag. AmanDa, here you go. Hope you enjoy this.

Here are the rules:

1. Take a picture of your bag.

2. Show a picture of ALL of the contents in your bag then name them. NO CLEANING OUT YOUR BAG FIRST!!!!

3. "Bag Tag" five to ten people.

4. Leave a comment on their blog that says "You've been Bag Tagged!!"

I do NOT own a purse. I consider my purse to be my pocket in my britches. The benefit of these pockets is that I don't ever lose them, nor the contents with in my pockets.

Anywho, the bag that I have been carrying with me is my hunting bag. Oh you know it!! My camo hunting bag. The bow hunt started Saturday Aug. 16 and I have been going out almost every night. I take this bag everywhere with me. Even when I am not hunting it is in the trunk of the mustang. Well, here we go...

The Contents: (from top to bottom, Left to right, kinda)

An elk call. A face mask for cold weather, a Poncho for rainy weather, Binoculars, a Range Finder, a deck of cards. Ear muffs, light gloves, flashlight, 2 lip balms yes one is a To-mater from cars, 2 lighters, a swiss army knife, hand sanitizer, IB Profene, 2 packs of gum, an elastic for the perma-tail, a AAA batery, a release for my bow. An H2O bottle, a writing utensil and sticky note pad, water-proof matches, 2 wet wipes, an emergency first aid kit thingy, an emergency blanket. My huntin knife with the case, and last but certainly not lease, a roll of toilet paper in a little case!!

Summa O' Fun

2008-08-17T21:27:00.001-06:00

For my 1st official blog I thought I would share some pictures of my AWESOME summer. But, a few pictures turned into quite a few, which then turned in to way to many. Oh well!

To start off the summer, I got my dream car (As you know!) It is still a little hard not having a truck all the time. I just can't randomly go off-roading like I use to; regardless I still love my car. Everyday when I get in the Mustang I just can't believe that it is actually mine!

My first fun event was our Annual Girls Baseball trip the 1st week in June. All 8 of us headed to California in our rented plig-rig. Not a one of us slept the whole ride there and back, we were having way too much fun to sleep. Our first stop was to watch the San Diego Padres vs Chicago Cubs. We also spent some time on the ocean on my moms, cousins sailboat. We spent a day at the Zoo and another day at Sea World. We were suppose to come home Friday, but then randomly decided to head to LA to a Dodgers game Friday night. the game was outta control. the security gaurds had to haul out some dudes sitting right next to us for fighting and throwing french frys. And the Dodgers won!! It was a way fun trip.
Our Plig-Rig

On the sail boat!

All of us @ the Padres Game

PadresSea World
(Apparently we forgot to smile, but we really were having fun!)@ The Zoo w/Mr. GorillaGo Dodgers

The remainder of June and first part of July I, yes I, was responsible for some childrens lives. I got to see my cousin Bobbi's kids, Aspen & Kassia. for the first time in 4 years. They were in Panguitch for a few weeks. I also kid napped Syd and Josh for a week. Brogon and Elcha were always hangin out with us too. While they were here we had 2 family reunions, the Balloon Fest, and the 4 of July. There was never a dull moment.

Brogon, Elcha, Aspen, Kassia Syd, Josh, Elcha, Aspen, & Kassia Our backyard Carnival

My Dad came out of nowhere and went down the slip n slide, so funny! Me on the Slip n Slide

@ the 4th of July Parade

Cruisin in the 'Stang

We can't forget the Balloon/Volleyball Fest! The Volleyball game was very entertaining. There were over 60 people in my backyard, but no big deal. The cops just showed up once, then quickly left... Sorry Neighbors!!!

I have been to Powell twice now. I went with the Bryce Valley boys and some Panguitch girls, and a bunch more people. I am ready to head back down there right now!

In the Boat & our camp in the backgroundThe beach was covered in stickers, so we bought water shoes @ Wal-mart for $4.88!

The first weekend in August, I went Campin with Bubba and the boys. It was interesting to see the mix of people. When you are hanging out with Bubba you just never know who will show up. It was seriously a melting pot of bizarre unusual groups. There were country kids, city folk, some cowboys, a hippy, and a couple of black boys. It was fun, weird, but fun. Surprisingly, no fights broke out! We would wake up early to go fishing and stay out late four wheelin.

My Monster Fish

I Broke my fishing pole when I rolled my 4wheeler, but thankfully that was the only thing that broke!

This is what rednecks do when they find an old mattress in the mountains

4 of us jumped in the side by side and headed to Powell Point to watch the sunset, but half way there we got a flat tire.We built a fire and waited for our friends to bring us up a pump

Trying to pump up the tire

The tire wouldn't take any air so all 6 of us jumped on one 4wheeler and headed back to camp.We made it safely back to camp, so Norm and I did a lil swing dancin' to celebrate!
Last weekend I went camping with the Fam, for The Barton Family reunion. I spent 4 dirty, wonderful days out camping. It was a joyful time bonding with the Fam Damily.

Kelsie & I playing a game called Wholly BoardMy Mom playing in one of our many tournamentsDad tossing the washerCookin breakfast for 140 people

Derek & Kelsie making their paper rockets for the competition

Bronson and Joel making their rockets

5...4...3...2...1...BLAST OFF!!!Derek preparing to launchSee where me and Bronson are standing, yup that's how far the rockets went!Kelsie celebrating her win! Her simple designed rocket won!I like this picture. Everyone is looking up watching the rocketsMom and Derek cookin' SconesJammin' Out
Everybody is looking at the same thing except me, what the heck?!?

Damn this turned into a long blog, so I better wrap it up! I have had a great summer and I am not ready for it to end!

2008-04-04T11:36:00.000-06:00

Just had to make this for my Technology for Educators class, not sure why but we did. I guess we just needed to show our professor that we know how to make a blog incase we want to use one in the future. So, here it is. I will probably never use this again... unless Da talks me into it.