I’m back from my week of isolation in the mountains. No electricity, no phones, no cell phones, no TV, no computers, no Internet, no radio… just fresh air, friends, and good times.

No animals were harmed or killed this trip–only beer cans and clay pigeons.

Speaking of beer, here’s the list of alcohol we consumed in only seven days: 12 30-packs of Coors Light, 2 bottles of Skyy vodka, 2 bottles of Captain Morgan, 1 bottle of Kahlua, 1 bottle of Crown Royal, and 1 bottle of Makers Mark.  Wow.  In fact, the last two days we were just about out of beer, so we just drank the hard stuff.

It’s no wonder we didn’t kill anything this year (except brain cells).

I wish I could say that I was happy to be home, but I’m not. Post-mountains depression (PMD) has set in, and I’m in the thick of it. I guess there’s nothing left to do but drink.

You know what to do… here are the pics from the annual Trinity hunting trip, October 2006.