Happy is where you find him

Hi everyone,
I have been hunting for the last week so my exercising routine has been interupted. However,
hunting in the mountains (steep mountains) can provide for lots of exercise. I hunted with my
brother Dee and two of his friends and we packed in with horses and mules 15 miles from the
end of a long mountain road. On the way in I found out that my horse Happy, was only happy
when I was leading him down, and up, the trail. In his defence, I don't think that he ever had
been in the mountains before and he stumbled and tripped over every rock and log that was
even near the trail. The worst part though was accasionally he would see something on the trail that would spook him and I would have to dismount and pull him thru the scarry part. This happened several times and I had to lead him down and up the steepest section of the trail.
Happy (my horse) was making me anything but happy and I was thinking about exercising
my rifle. I did't and he learned a lot on the trip in and during the week and I was able to ride him the entire way out, four hours, without even dismounting. My butt is still sore.
The hunting was good but the finding was not. I lost a couple of pounds somewhere up in the mtns. Something good. Happy is back in the pasture with the other horses and mules and probably dreading the next hunt.
One thing that I learned was that the Mountain House freeze dried meals are very good.
Something to keep in mind when planning our food storage.
Well, I tried to refrain from eating the candy and hopefully can get a better blood sugar average.
My new knee worked very well and I am pleased that I can still hunt.
I will write more when I lose more.