First kill stands out...........dad and my brothers being there was very special. Off the ground, open sights, old school makes that memory better today then it was then.

13 pointer on state land in 2003 Thanksgiving morning was an amazing day as well..........was having probably the worst season ever and was ready to call it quits and head home for some turkey and football. I had taken my dad's gun on the way out the door that day for some good karma and will always remember the feelings I had as everything went into slow motion and that red dot locked in behind the shoulder...........even though I was alone in that field it will forever be a hunt I shared with my dad.