Proud Moment
I’ve totally enjoyed the sacred time I have been able to spend in the woods surrounded by Gods creation. If your open to it, you will learn a lot about yourself and the hidden wonders of nature. I have taken Black bear, caribou, wild boar, whitetail, turkeys, and various small game with my bow. Even though the thrill of those hunts will forever be in my book of memories-my greatest thrill was calling in this 8-pointer for my son. It was his first buck with a bow, and I couldn’t have been prouder of him. His execution was flawless, and the result will always be in the forefront of my hunting stories. Nothing beats a “plan” coming together in spite of miscues or mistakes!
My son isn’t into hunting the way I am, and thats ok. I am blessed to have the memories of his younger years at my side. I had him in my bear stands at 9-years old. He was my camera man, and he did a darn good job of it. One of my French Canadian bear guides “dubbed” my son “Little Big Man” because he carried his share around camp.
This week as I head over to Hillsdale for gun opener I’ll be taking a friend and my son-in-law. My son will be studying the bible, reading one of his numerous spiritual books, praying, and having fellowship with like minded young adults. I wouldn’t mind if he tagged along, but quite frankly I couldn’t be prouder of him! He’s one great son.
Mike