Our first "real" snow of the season was timed to hit the valley last night. The cold temps and snow flurries were a good sign that elk and deer would be feeding before the storm moved in. Being the hunter that he is, Drew packed up his girls, posed for a photo op with his baby and threw us in Big Rig for a quick drive into the mountains. This was Dakota's first time hunting with her Dad. She dressed the part well but was no help in the scouting department as she napped for at least an hour! As we approached a popular parking area for hunters, we saw a dad and his little girl waiting to cross the road. With a hunting rifle in one hand and his little girl's hand firmly clasped in the other, they stopped and waited for us to pass by. I just smiled...one day that is going to be Drew and Dakota out for a walk before dusk. I know that my two favorites are going to spend a lot of time in the mountains and share some wonderful memories together. And really, being that the last 9 months have flown by more quickly then any other time in our lives, it wont be long till the dad and daughter walking across the road together are Drew and Dakota.
