Rob, You pretty muched summed it up for alot of us, I'm guessing. I always enjoyed the woods from as far back as I can remember and really not anyone else in my family did or seemed to. I'd always sneak off to various ponds and trek for miles through the woods, probably trespassing but nobody ever said anything. I suppose they didn't mind a kid too much. I actually didn't hunt that much when I was a kid. I still feel an odd remorsefulness every time I take an animal but when I was younger I just felt like I could do without it. A few times but mainly I liked to fish, hike around, rappel and rock climb. It wasn't until my late 20's that I rediscovered hunting and it just fit. I could enjoy the outdoors, see some sun rises, watch the woods wake up, learn about animals and their ways, test and challenge myself in different ways, plus maybe get some tasty meat.