Two years ago at our gun camp my dad's uncle Stubby, who's been hunting with my dad for over 40 years, made a melodramatic announcement that he was all done hunting. He said he lost the passion and that it just wasn't fun anymore. He was almost crying when he said it. He vowed to sell his guns. He even left camp early that year. It was the saddest day I've ever seen at a deer camp. Me and my dad were really shocked. What would deer camp be without Uncle Stub?

You know what? Stubby couldn't stay away. He was right back there with us the next year. He even started bowhunting again after 15 years of gun only. I bet you anything Germ will be back. It's too hard to stay away from something you love so much.

That said, I understand the need for a break. I'm taking a "break" myself. I haven't posted in a while but reading this reminded me of Uncle Stubby's "retirement" and I thought I'd share that story with you guys.