Beautiful summer day, cold beer, strap over an open fire. Love seeing the kids enjoy the meal and remembering the hunts that gave us the main course, thinking about the hunts to come.

People ask why I hunt, I wish I could take them inside me so they could understand why. It's days like today I would show them. They wouldn't be able to speak but an expression of understanding would come to their face and they would smile as if to say, I understand now.

The six year old is calling me, my little gingersnap. "Come on daddy, time to make somemores". Just one of those days that makes meadmit, I couldn't ask for more.