Mighty White Hunters!

Two deer, two stories...

Justin's Story

Justin shot his deer on opening morning...I called him at 5:45 a.m. not long after the Seppelt crew had left the house, each yeilding a very high buck fever! He answered rather quickly (which is unusual) and I said "Are you ready to go out?" "Nope. I'm not going to sit in the dark an freeze for a half hour before the sun even starts to rise." I wished him good luck and hung up the phone. 7:00 a.m. my phone rings and it's Justin whispering with excitement "I got a deer, it's a buck" Me "Nice work, how many pointer?" Justin, still wispering, "I don't know, but it's pretty good size and I grunted it in with my buck grunt" Me "Well go count the tines and call me back". So we hung up the phone and I waited impatiently to find out just how big this deer was...an hour later I had waited long enough. I called his house to discover it was an eight pointer, about 180-200 lbs. Nice work Justin on baggin' the first buck of the season. (My pictures aren't the best due to going shopping in St. Cloud Sat. I was unable to take pictures until Sunday evening and the deer was no longer plyable at that point. I am waiting for his sister to send me better ones from Saturday morning)

Mike's Story
Mike shot his deer on Sunday morning opening weekend... Mike was upset the night before and said he wasn't going to hunt Sunday morning because Katie wasn't going out with him (she was babysitting overnight). But low and behold Die Hard woke up at 6:20 a.m. and decided that he would drive around and find somewhere to sit/hunt. He made a phone call to a friend and found that there was no one huntin' on the land he was eyeing up, got permission (key point) and perched himself on a pile of dirt in the middle of a feild, in the middle of a section. It didn't take long and his dandy buck came bolting across the feild...shot #1 a hit, shot #2 another hit and kill. It was the first deer he shot with his new 300 mag. Very nice deer, eight pointer, about 180-200lbs.

Other hunter banter...

Dad toyed with the idea of shooting a buck on Sunday night, but decided after missing it once that he really didn't want venison as bad as he thought and let the deer just eat about 50 yds. in front of his stand.

Katie went out on Sat. morning and came in swearing she was never going to sit out there and freeze again and that she hated deer hunting (Note: She did not see a thing). By Sunday morning after Mike yeilded his 8 pointer, her whole perspective changed and she was back out in the stand on Sunday night waiting for the "monster buck" to reveal his rack.

Matt hunted with the group on Saturday and only got a shot at one buck that Josh bagged a few seconds later. Sunday he didn't come out, I think he got enough of the cold the day before.

LATEST UPDATE: Mike bagged a doe tonight 11/11....I don't have any more details than that.

Happy Halloween!

Some of the Block Grandkids

Eli - The Cowboy! YeEhAw!!

Nick and Ella in their Halloween shirts

Mia and Emily Pretending to be twins AGAIN!

Nicholas, Justin and I all decked out.

Nicholas's quote of the night "I'm Nicholas Block James, and I approve this message".

Ella the Garecrow and Nicholas the Cat in the Hat

Justin's sisters Rebecca, Katie and their friend Paige

Bailey and Bobby came to mom and dad's trick-or-treating along with 24 other ghosts and ghouls.

Happy Almost Halloween!

Spooky! Our very own spook diggin' in the costume box!

Too Much fun? What's that mean? Ask Mr. Pukin' My Guts Out Jack!

The Saloon Girls

Katie, Jaycie, and I helped serve coffee, water and dessert at Alice's Attic on Saturday, October 18th for her Western Themed Luncheon.

A Trip Down Memory Lane

Justin and I took a trip out to his Alma Mater St. John's University last week...it was gorgeous, but got dark WAY to early! These shortened days have got to go! It was so nice to be back, we have so many great memories of that place.

Some Random Pictures

I have been trying out my photography skills or lack of and worked with a few of the pictures in Photoshop...this is what I came up with as well as just a few random shots that I thought were pretty neat too...

My Little Tennis Star!

I took off a little early from work on Monday to go watch Katie play tennis...she did a great job despite losing...but a few factors must be considered: One she was playing singles and she a doubles player, two it was windy as a cob that day, and finally, she was playing with a different racket than she has all season (her big sisters...) I told her to try it out if she felt comfortable so she did, but it is quite a bit different than what she is use to...much lighter and easier to maneuver. Oh and I almost forgot...she played against a Junior. She walked on the court with a smile on her face and walked off with that same smile. She gave it what she had and I think she did a wonderful job! It was fun to be back at the old tennis courts except this time on the other side of the fence. Good luck Kate with the rest of the season...We Support YOU! It's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game! Keep up the hard work!

Happy 76th Birthday Grandpa!

Grandpa smiling for his annual birthday photo shoot!
Spike and his mommy and daddy rollin' in to the party in style!
Wes is getting so big and is such a little cutie!
Spike, I mean Eli saying cheese for this picture...HAHAHA!

Put me in the shed, put me in the shed....

The newest member of the family ;)

Dad has been looking for a little utility tractor for quite some time now...in fact some time has turned in to years and years of searching, calling, stopping and looking and finally success! On Sunday he left the driveway in his black Chevy truck and retuned from an auction by Lastrup driving this little blue guy, who hasn't been name just yet...some suggestions I had were Found On the Road Dead (just kidding), Babe the little Blue Ox, tuff guy, or short stuff...we'll see if he actually follows through with the naming process. For those who don't remember Sunday was not the best day of the weekend...it was pouring rain, drizzling, misting, pouring rain, drizzling, misting (repeat) all day long! Dad went prepared with his nifty rainsuit, which came in handy on his wet ride home. He called mom to tell her he was driving the new tractor home and she said "isn't it raining? aren't you getting soaked?" and like a kid with his new tractor in the sandbox, who doesn't want to come in out of the rain....dad said "nope" We all laughed and some of us cheered as he rounded the corner into the driveway. I snapped a few pictures as you will see below...then later after supper he and mom took it out for dreary spin...runs like deere...oops I mean Ford...let's just say charm! Congratulations dad on your newest purchase! With a little spit shine and polish you'll have it looking like new in no time! (Due to Techinal Difficulties, Pictures will be posted at a later date, dang i-net)

Introducing Mr. & Mrs. Matthew Seppelt