
So we have been really missing the awesome Rocky Mountains and realizing how little we took advantage of the most beautiful place ever (Durango). So, we decided to go camping. We got all packed and drove an hour and hiked along the Ocmulgee River Trail. A few miles in we decided to set up camp. We got all settled and as soon as we sat, we heard gunshots. Then a hunter comes walking down the hill. He has his huge hunting gun and with the worst southern accent I have ever heard said that he came down because he thought he heard deer. After talking to him for a couple minutes we find out it is one of the busiest deer hunting weekends of the year. We continued to hear gunshots and whistles. And I thought to myself, you never know when the next Dick Cheney will walk down that hill and shoot me! So, finally decided to pack up. Not a very fun trip, but we tried.








