Last week Karl, Andy (my brother-in-law) and Marvin (a family friend) decided to pack up and go on a 5 day Montana bird hunting trip. Karl's grandpa was nice enough to let the guys hunt and crash at his place up near Shelby, Montana. They had a great time. The guys and the dogs got to hunt to their hearts content. Below are some pictures of the guy's trip.
Heading out at 4:00 a.m. Wednesday Morning. Poor Rosco (Marvin's Dog) was the one that got to "hang" off the edge of the truck.
Morning of the first hunt.
Marvin got the first Sharpie of the trip. In the picture is his dog Rosco. 
Thursday Mornings Take.
This is the porcupine (now dead) that got poor Casey (Andy's dog). The two guys had to hold her down while Andy pulled the 30-40 quills out one by one. From what I'm told one of the quills went straight through her tongue. Ouch!
Friday morning the wind was howling, It was 15 degrees with wind chill. Friday afternoon wind slowed, still cold, but they were able to find some sharpies and one rooster.
Did I mention it was cold???
Casey and Bo.
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