Summer ends, Autumn settles in and you won’t find a pole in my hand. My fishing buddies might think I’m a fool, and I just might be but it’s that time of year where my Browning A-bolt 270 comes out of the safe. That’s right, hunting season is here and almost gone. Soon my trusty 270 will go back to hiding till next year. Come November you can finding me chasing big fat Brown Trout in the Little Bear River mixed with some upland game hunting. Here are a few photos from the past two months.
Elk
Lee and Kory glassing for elk
My back yard
Northern Utah - Fall time
Here are a few from September
Wellsville Mountains
Cooper and DaDa
Dark maple leaf
Fall river
