I remember way back when I was in Junior High School sitting in the library reading a Field & Stream or something like that. I grew up in the Midwest and hunted deer and small game. I picked up this magazine only to find a stupid elk on the cover. I hated that all the articles were not about deer. For whatever reason I decided to read the article, and it honestly changed my life forever. I was mesmorized with the story of as bugeling monster coming across the high mountain park snorting and growling. I had a vision in my head and I have never shaken it. When I finished the article I knew right then the rockies were where I wanted to live. When it came time for college, the choice was simple. University of Montana. I was late getting to college but once I hunted elk in the rockies, that was it, there was no other place I wanted to live. I could make a much better living somewhere else, but the living wouldn't be better. I have always been an elk hunter, just took awhile to figure it out.