Two weeks ago, I think it was a Wednesday Mike called me to tell that they (Mike, Jeff, and Dad) were going hunting to Dugout Mountain or as Jeff puts it "Skunkout" on the following Friday. I asked why I wasn't invited...we'll you do live in Alaska Jared so you weren't really considered for a weekend hunt. Throwing caution, obligations, and work aside I booked a ticket for the next day (thanks Kari). After we (now this is important WE) booked the ticket we both realized that we'd be spending our 9th anniversary apart...oops. So off to Washington I flew leaving 19 degree winter-like weather to beautiful fall.
I stayed the first night with Jeff and Ruth, went for a nice 10 mile run the next morning and then Jeff and I took off for Wenatchee to meet up with Mike. Now I must diverge here for a moment, for years Parrish hunting trips were synonymous with Jethro (which is the name of the pop-up camper). Jethro however had an accident in Montana and really wasn't fit for another hunt, so Mike did some sleuthing through Craigslist and found Jethro's twin brother aka Jethro II. Now Jethro II wasn't really in the best condition, but it was workable, so Mike worked hard to resurrect this "new" Jethro to life.
Once we got Jethro II ready to go we drove a couple of hours north and hung a right and as always we set up camp in the dark, but it didn’t matter cause all the Parrish men were together on Dugout! Although we didn’t get anything we saw some deer and had a great time being together on a hunt in a place that has history for us. Jeff (the meal planner) decided to bring all the best food for lunches which consisted of Vienna sausage, Kipper Snacks and Smoked oysters…wow it doesn’t get any better than that. I can’t wait until next year!
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