I woke up in the middle of the night once. I was in a cold sweat! Alaska was calling! I was about 36-35 years old, I'm guessing. I decided to give up everything. I was going to move to Alaska on my 45th birthday. It was going to be a two year endeavor.The plan was to kick about for a year to gain residency-I'd do whatever to filled my tummy. During thesecond year, I was going to hunt anything and everything-no holds barred.

At 39, I married my wife. At 40, I was the father of a bright cheerful young daughter-101/2 months later my son came into the world. My plan forAlaska...out the door!

Alaska is a special place (I been there 5 times on various hunts). If I were still single...Yeah, I would go in a second! The vastness, the variety and multitude of the game animals, etc. It's a no brainer! Moreover, given the prolific nature of white-tailed deer, they'll be there soon enough.