
It brings me with a sad heart that my Father passed away today. My Father took me hunting every chance he got.. He started taking me turkey hunting when I was 5 years old .. He taught me all about hunting & the wild world we live in. My best memories in life growing up and beyond is hunting with my father. There was always one guy I could absolutely count on and it was him. This is the last elk hunt we went on in 2012 he was 73 years old. He had dry eye demaculate disease in his eyes in which there no cure for and was losing his eye sight rapidly. My father always wanted to go hunting with his grandchildren but got to a age to where he couldn't.
He convinced me to leave his side and take Wyatt on his first elk last week and make sure we put in a honest effort.. It brought him great joy to see that Wyatt harvested a 5x6 bull for his first bull. His quote, " way to get after it boys" ..
I write this because we as a hunting community all have had a mentor, friend, father, grandfather, or someone special that has brought this great privilege of hunting into our lives. We shall honor those who took the time and had great patience to teach us to be sportsmen, stewards of the land, and enjoy what God has created for us.
I encourage you all to be Noble men/women and bring someone into this arena so they too can enjoy great outdoors.