I can tell you this...
There is a special breed of men and women that are hunters, and whether you've done it for 50 years or 2 months... if you can feel the love then your in a good type of brotherhood.
I was introduced to hunting unknowingly by my father who used to drop me off in my snow suit when I was 5 and he'd tell me...
"Stevie, walk real slow down the edge of that field and stop every 30 yards or so... make your way out to the hedge and follow the ravine up... we'll play a game at the ridge on top.. ok?"
little did I know.... I was pushing deer for my old man when I was 5.
He aso says he put me in a backpack when I was a baby but I don't buy that...

I like to sit here and read other people exploits... good and bad...
I like to see folks succeed and look at their pics...
I love the pics of smiling kids and their first animals.. even squirells and such...

Sittin here with a beer and a dip and reading posts watching my 3 year old jump on the couch as the ducks fly in on the flyway highway makes my friday night.