A hunting we will go, a hunting we will go.....

We were going to a friend's house for dinner when we spotted the 'famous' herd of elk that roams the fields and farms above our old house. They were actually on our old street one field up from our old house. Jake decided to go four-wheeling and see how close we could get. The wind had been blowing all day and created many drifts, some as deep as four feet. As Jake would say though, nothing is impossible with him. It was pretty fun, although Kirsten wasn't too fond of it and called it 'boring'. I was very impressed with the new suburban. We had to go off the road at times (to pass others that wouldn't take the challenge thru the drifts) but we ended up getting pretty close and the important thing....not stuck. We walked up the crest to get some closer pictures so they wouldn't run any further. What some will do for a picture, right? It's times like this I really miss the country and our old house (neighborhood).