Our First Turkey Hunt with Our Twin Toddlers
With my busy day to day living with three toddlers and my husband’s demanding work schedule we try to make a point to schedule quality family time. Most of the time it ends up being somewhere outdoors. One thing about fishing, hiking, and hunting is it’s usually located in an area that has no wifi or cell service. The temptation to check a work e-mail or answer a phone call is gone. It allows uninterrupted time with your family.
Getting away from the hustle and bustle and breathing the clean mountain air is therapy to this family.
Last Saturday we set off with our twins, Hope and Isaac, along with my dad to hunt for Wild Wyoming turkeys. Our first turkey hunt with the twins didn’t go quite as planned as we ended up returning home with no turkeys. We did, however, come home with pinecones, wild flowers, tired bodies, and lasting memories with each other and our Papa. It was a long tiring fun filled day.
After multiple potty and snack breaks we finally reached Easterbrook, WY. One of the most beautiful places on earth. As we pulled up to our destination Hope yelled, “yay we get to collect pinecones and pick flowers now!” She had a different outlook on the day than Isaac, who seems to have been born with hunting in his blood and bones. He had been looking forward to hunting turkeys all week.
This hunt reminded me of some important lessons as a mamma. Seeing the child’s perspective is key when hunting with kids, toddlers at that. Something I’ve learned over the past four years of being a mommy is to let go of perfection and to let go of any preconceived ideas of how the day might go. Make it less about me and my expectations and more about them and the process.
I’m so blessed to have the opportunity to take my kids on adventures such as these! Hunting, outside of luck, is a hard day’s work. This is one of the aspects of hunting that is so good for kids to experience. Most things in life worthwhile take a little blood, sweat, and tears to obtain. Hunting often times show kids the importance of persistence, even when one doesn’t get the prize of the animal at the end of the day. I’m confident the kid’s viewed the day as a success even though we didn’t go home with turkeys. Isaac was looking forward to herb roasted wild turkey breast, and Hope had plans of making something fantastic with the feathers. There’s always another hunt to try again. We don’t always get what we want, but we still can see the good in the process. Sometimes the real value lies in the process not the prize. That’s not to say it wouldn’t have been awesome to bring a few turkeys home!
Towards the end of the hunt we got our hopes up as we saw a small group of jakes. We followed them in to the small town where we couldn’t hunt them. It’s like they new exactly what we were doing. It was nice to at least see what we had been looking for all day, and it seemed to end the trip with some excitement.
We ended the wonderful day with visiting a beautiful little church in Easterbrook. This was the twin’s first time to see the church, and they immediately fell in love with it. They call it, “The Church with the bell” now. It just doesn’t get better than this. This little church is placed perfectly in the middle of God’s country. So gorgeous! If you get a chance to visit, you won’t regret it.
A special thank you to our dear friends, Helen and Kevin Norcross, for letting us hunt on your land.