Well, my season did not start out smelling like roses, that's for sure.
The wife and I went over on Sat. before the season start to set up camp and have a good camping trip before the season started, but it all went to "hell in a hand basket"

On sunday afternoon we stopped at the creek just down from camp to let the dogs cool off in the water before we headed up to dinner at Ribka's house. I threw one last rock down the creek for the dogs to fetch and play in the water. I got in the truck to head back to camp, (which was only 100 yards from the creek) and let the dogs run back to camp. As i pulled away, we heard a scream, I stopped the truck and opened the door and there was our yellow lab Snickers, laying behind the front tire (she must have ran in front of the truck, we never even seen her). I picked her up, put her in the back seat, raced to Ribka's house to get the number of the local vet. We ended up racing from Wenas area to Yakima in no time at all, except it seemed to take forever to get there. Was traveling as fast as I can to get her to the Animal Hosp. in Yakima. I was going to get her there alive or die trying. It wasn't good.
We got to the vet and they were waiting for us ans rushed her in to check out her condition.
She ended up having cuts and bruising on her stomach, a cut on her leg, fractured shoulder and the air in her lungs were pushed out in yo her chest cavity (don't know what eh technical term is). Her prognosis was still bleak and only time will tell whether she would survive this or not

We left her at the hosp. and headed to Ribka's for a late dinner.
The next day (Labor Day) we were back at the hospfirst thing in the morning, the wife was heading back to Tacoma and planned on bringing her home (if the DR. would allow). They suggested that she stay in the hosp. another night for observation, she still had air leaking in to her chest cavity and if it got worse, she may needed a tube installed to get the air out of it. They had to tap her chest twice that night she was there. I decided that she would stay one more night in the Hosp. in Yakima and I would pick her up first thing and bring her home (on Tue.) to our vet and get his prognosis. I picked her up on Tue. morning and headed home. Stopped at the house to change, shower, and get Rocky to go with me to the Vet. My vet recommended she go to the local hosp. for she may need more 24hr observation.
After leaving her with the local animal hosp. I headed back to meet Norsepeak for an afternoon hunt ( the wife and daughter would be taking charge of snickers's medical needs from here on out).
On the way back to Umtanum Unit I got a flat tire on my truck. The tire is toasted, and did a pit crew change in 10 min. alone

met with NP hunted for the evening. The next day as I left camp to meet up with NP again I got a flat tire on quad, the side wall was slashed by a rock

so I raced back to camp, put my bow in my packboard and headed back out. Hunted the next few days from motorcycle until Thursday morning. Heading back to camp after the morning hunt and got a flat on the front tire of my bike

and I was 15 miles from camp

I carefully as I could ride my bike back to camp. On the way back there was one camp about 8 miles from my camp. I stopped in and asked for help and the guy had more important things to do then help me out

I rode he rest of the way in hopes that i did not screw up the wheel. I would rather lose a tire then a wheel, a tire is cheaper to replace.
So, in short, the first three day of my hunt, I ran over my dog and nearly killed her and so far it has cost me over 2K in vet. bills. A flat tire on my truck (blew out a tire), got a flat on my quad, and got a flat on my motorcycle and still never killed and elk (I had a any bull permit).........