Let Life Happen

 The big boss just took off. She needed to get some test done in North Dakota. Kadizzle is in the wilderness alone. Another bright sunny day has fallen from the sky. What to do? Well there is that motorcycle, why not hop on and just see where it goes. Putting along the wheels turned until it was time to make a steep ride to a wonderful lookout point. Before Kadizzle got to the top he could see a white truck up there. Kadizzle knew it would be someone spotting for elk. Sure enough the guy was just getting out of the truck with his gear. To the puzzlement of Kadizzle the man after a little talk said " I know you". Kadizzle was a bit shocked, not only did the man know him he told Kadizzle were Kadizzle lived. Quickly the mystery was solved. The elk spotter explained he was the UPS man who always came with our packages. Out of uniform, and without a UPS truck Kadizzle did not recognize him. 

Kadizzle could see he had some very nice equipement for spotting elk. In his head Kadizzle hope UPS would let him look through the scopes and binoculars. He had a $4,500 dollar scope, and some $2,700 binoculars. After he set up the tripods he invited Kadizzle to take a look. For the next three hours Kadizzle had a great time observing the various herds of elk. The bulls had their harems and were enjoying life. UPS had a brother in law that was a guide. The guide was down below somewhere with a rich guy trying to find the perfect bull.  Our job was to evaluate the bull and guide them to it with their bow.  About two miles away the guide and hunter had parked their white truck and began to walk toward the elk. It was a long walk and the elk came towards them. Strangely hunters did not meet elk and the elk ended up at the pickup. Had the hunters just stayed in the truck they might have had a good shot.  Anyway there was another nice bull we tried to guide them toward. The problem was we could not find the hunters.  Meanwhile an Indian woman and her spouse joined the spotting party. They had already harvested their elk. The way the woman could spot elk must have been some Indian magic. Her ability to find big elk from two and three miles away was amazing. She was just having a good time pointing out the elk to us. It had to be her native American blood. She would explain every habit the elk had. She knew when they would go where, and when they would go for water. It was like being with an Indian in the old days when they must have known every elk by name. 

The drama was playing out so slowly. Finally we saw the guide and the hunter laying down under a pine.  Kadizzle is not an elk hunter and did not know why they did not continue to stalk the elk,  but UPS explained that since the elk were lying down in the shade you could not walk up on them. It was a stalemate. It was late in the day and Kadizzle decided it was time to give up. Will have to ask the UPS man how the hunt turned out.  It was a lot of fun just looking down from above and watching all this unfold.