5MilesBack
"DADDY"
me? when i looked out over that valley the first time i was hooked in the first five minutes.
Yep. Even if I wasn't hunting, I'm still going to be in elk country in September. Nothing like it. My dad wasn't much of a hunter, but every Fall we'd take our fly fishing trip up to WY and MT and I'd hear those bulls screaming back and forth half the night while camping. Even when I was 4, I knew what I'd be hunting some day.