We took our camper, my father-in-law and our fishing poles and headed to the Big Horn Mountains for an extended weekend. Due to the high fire danger, we couldn’t have a campfire. S’mores over a propane grill just aren’t the same, although we all didn’t smell like a campfire either. The evening entertainment is to go down 14A and look for moose, elk and deer. One night we saw a bunch of moose, about 9 total, if I remember right. Two days later all we saw was one. I have a theory that the moose put on a show on the weekend and remain hidden during the week.
We also saw a bear by my grandma’s cabin. I don’t know if you can say it was in the "wild" though; he was happily munching on trash from Bear Lodge.
We celebrated Leah’s birthday on Saturday. Her first year just seemed to fly by and I think about the differences from a year ago.
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