The Hunt - Day 1

In February 2007, two boys (ages 9 and 11) and theirfor night. Also, these horizontal stoplights kept
father took a road trip to Texas for their first huntpopping up in all the small towns along highway 87.
together. The boys had known about the trip forThey boys just could not see what the deal was
months and were ready to slay every animal thatwith sideways stoplights. There was a large cannon in
stepped in their path. This was not just an ordinarythe town square in Brady, TX, which is the
hunting trip for a father and two of his sons, but ageographical center of Texas. Of course, they had to
time spent together that would help guide the youngstop and take several pictures of the boys shooting
boys to the road to manhood - their first kill, firstthe cannon and imagining all the explosions of the
skins and first feast. Days prior to the trip, dad andAlamo battle (the Alamo was the first stop the next
the boys practiced throwing knives and hatchets atday). After the minor battle, they headed south.
wood targets at their Colorado home. ThrowingIt was getting dark, so the boys took a short nap
knives and hatchets would be one of the most funwhile dad listened to his favorite CDs, one of many
parts of the trip.peaceful times he would experience on this
It started at 4:30 a.m., because the trip to Texas“hunt.” As they drove through Fredricksburg,
started in Colorado, and it was going to be a longdad almost asked for directions, but manhood
road trip to San Antonio. The Suburban was alreadyprevailed and he eventually found the way to San
packed the night before and all the food for the tripAntonio.
was put in coolers and bags for lunch, but weThey reached San Antonio at 8: 30 p.m. (after the
started eating as soon as we hit the road.time change), and checked into the hotel. Even
The excitement was enough to propel them tothough it was early February, the hotel had an
Texas and the boys encouraged dad to go fasteroutdoor pool so dad and the boys decided to check
because the cops were not out so early in theit out. Without checking the temperature, they all
morning. As the sun rose from the east, the boysdecided to count to three and then jump in. All the
looked at the map to see how much farther theydad could remember was, “it can’t be that
had to go. Only three hours into the trip and thecold.” They got to three and once they hit the
question, “How much longer?” echoedwater, it was like a turbo-charged boat to get to the
through the vehicle. Since it only took two hours toedge and then out. Dad expected all the lights in the
get to New Mexico, Texas should be around thehotel to turn on after he and the boys yelled at the
corner, right?top of their lungs to fight off the frigid cold water. It
During the trip, the boys looked for anything unusualfelt like the polar bear club.
or cool. While driving in New Mexico, the boys saw aNow, you would think once was enough, but this trip
convoy of army vehicles heading north, an inactivewas going to be an adventure, and
volcano, horizontal stoplights, and windmills. Now“adventure” means risk. Dad and the boys
these windmills were electrical generators, not justrepeated the 1….2…….3 count and then another
the little farm windmills. They started counting thejump into the ice bucket, just not once, but ten
number of windmills and lost track after 100. It wasmore times. A quick run to the hotel room and then
amazing to see so many of them. It seemed liketo bed for another adventure that awaited them the
they never stopped.next day. They had no idea what was ahead, but,
In Texas, the boys noticed there are two differentthey new it would be new, exciting, and somewhat
posted speed limits, one for the day and the otherdangerous.