I don't know, maybe it's because I'm still so young compared to a lot of you, but I like hunting with my dad. I can't think of a better way to spend time with him than being in the outdoors. He's with me when I scout, when I hang stands, and sometimes when I'm able to put my tag on an animal. Honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way. This last rifle season I spent a few days during the week hunting by myself all day and found myself a little out of place. It just didn't feel right being out there knowing that we wouldn't be walking back to the truck together. He's the only real hunting buddy I have other than my chocolate lab.