The Hendricksen's: Rifle Hunt 2009

Friday, October 23, 2009

Rifle Hunt 2009

Well the rifle hunt is coming to a close. This is a big deal for my family. Every year since like 1900 (OK not that far back but pretty close) we have went to Wallsburg and stayed in about the same spot. This year my parents went up for about 2 weeks. They usually have some kind of grand kid with them. This year they were supposed to have both of the boys and my niece Shaylee. But Chase got sick. :( So it was just Shaylee and Ty for about four days. The girls had fall break off so they got to go up on Wednesday night and stay until I came on Friday and went home Saturday. My parents were going to pick Ty and Chase up again on Tuesday but they could not kick their tummy troubles and weren't able to go up and stay with grandma and grandpa again. :( (It wasn't just them that were sad about it. ;-) ) The weekend that we were able to go up was pretty fun! We had lots of family up there and lots of fun stories to tell! The kids really enjoyed riding the motorcycle and four wheelers! Brinley learned how to ride the motorcycle by herself. I was so proud of her. At first I just had to ride it down the hill in neutral so that she could figure out the brakes. I was too scared to let her have it in gear. But not her dad...He put it in gear for her and off she went. She did crash (more like fall over) about 2 times. But shes a tough cookie and got right back on after a few tears. Jentry is a little different than that...if she crashes or gets scared...she wont try it again for a few days, weeks, or possibly never. We love love love going up to Wallsburg. Even though there aren't any bucks up there. (which is fine by me!) We did see a moose on the way home though.

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