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In 150 words minimum tell us who was the most influential person in your life as far as hunting goes.

Who was it that got you started and what did you learn from them?

If you could tell them 1 thing today what would it be?


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1 entry per person

150 words minimum can be more, but not less

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I will judge entries and pick final 5 Rob/PaBowyer will pick winner from those 5

The contest will start immediately and close on 10/16/2007 at 9:00 eastern time

Judging will take no more than a few days and the winner will be notified first via email then on the bottom of the thread.

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Alright, but I'm not going to count words. If asked who was the most influential person in my life as far as hunting goes, the answer would be my maternal grandfather. Grandpa John was born in 1890 the son of a poor Dutch immigrant. With seven siblings and tough times, Great-grandpa Peter could not afford to buy or raise meat. Grandpa John told me he knew how to fish before he could walk. By the time he was eight or nine, Grandpa had trap lines and snares set everywhere he could find. He told me that every night there was fish or meat on the table, his parents would thank the Lord for the meat on the table. Grandpa did not get his first gun (a .410 shotgun) until he was hired as the constable of the community he lived in. When I was 3 or 4 (depends on whose story you believe, Mom's or Grandpa's) Grandpa taught me to fish. When I was eight, he taught me to shoot the .410. He taught me several rules to hunting and fishing too. They are: 1. Never kill for the sport; 2. Only shoot: a) what you intend to eat; or b) an animal that intends to do you bodily harm. 3. Never take credit for the food that the Lord puts on the table; 4. Never step onto another man's land without his permission; 5. Never point a weapon at anything you don't intend to kill; and 6. Always leave the area better than you found it. When I was nine years old, Grandpa gave me that Winchester .410 guage shotgun. He told me that there was a lot of responsibility to owning a weapon. He told me that if I took care of it, it would help put food on the table, but if I didn't take care of it, it could keep me from putting food on the table or even kill me. That was what seemed to be a heavy burden to carry at that age, but I accepted it. Grandpa John took me fishing and hunting up to the week before the Lord took him to sit at his table. Years after his passing, Mr Fleener, a farmer who owned a pond where we used to go fishing told me that yearsbefore I was born, Grandpa John used to eat apples every time he went fishing. When he got to the core, he would dig a hole next to him and plant the core into the hole. The farmer asked me to come by the pond and see what Grandpa had done. When I got there, one whole side of the pond had an apple orchard that Grandpa started! Mr Fleener informed me that there were many other ponds in the Poweshiek and Mahaska counties of Iowa that had orchards just like his. Everytime I go hunting or fishing, I plant a seed, or pick up trash left by someone else, or do something else positive for the land. I praise the Lord for every deer, pheasant, turkey and fish he puts on our table to give our family the strength to do his will. Notonly everything I do in the areas of hunting and fishing can be attributed to my Grandpa John, but also everything my son does as well. If I could tell Grandpa John one more thing...I'd tell him again how much I love him and how I hope I taught my son half as well as he taught me. Then I'd take him fishing just like he used to take me.

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The man that brought me into the world of hunting is the very same man that brought me into this world, my father.

From the very beginning I wanted nothing else but to be just like him… I would follow him with my little Fischer Price lawn mower as he mowed our lawn, I wore flannels just like him, and I eventually picked up my first bow and arrow, just like he had done.

From what I can gather, my first bow was a long bow from Wal-Mart. With my dad there guiding my every maneuver, I was able to nock an arrow, drawback, and release, completely missing the bail of straw at 10 yards. No matter how many times I missed, my dad always would whisper into my ear, “Don’t worry, you’ll get ‘em next time”;).

I later “upgraded” to a nice little compound that couldn’t have had a draw weight of more than 10 lbs., but to me it was the coolest fricken thing on earth. Especially since it had those cool “circle things” on either end like dads’ did [8D]. From there my accuracy increased as did my self-confidence.

My dad would bring me for walks in the woods, and allow me to bring my Red Rider, just in case Black Bart and his wild posse were on the war path again :D. From those simple walks my love of the outdoors grew and grew. Sometime around the age of eight I asked my dad to take me hunting. He had never pressured me into it, and allowed me to be the first to ask.

That fall he brought me to his “secret spot”, I was all bundled up in my winter outfit, not a hint of camo, and hidden inside my sleeping bag, just hoping to see a deer. Even though the deer didn’t cooperate, that single trip sealed my fate as a hunter, and outdoorsman.

From there I graduated to hunting camp by the age of twelve, and finally to bowhunter at the age of fourteen. My dad was there, in the same tree as me, when I harvested my first buck, a beautiful three pointer. The look on my dad’s face when we walked up together on the downed buck is something that I will forever treasure. I am lucky enough to have the greatest man in my life, not only my father, but also by hunting partner.

If I could tell my dad one thing, it would be: You've probably had the greatest impact on my life over anybody else I know. The things you have tought me directly and indirectly, I cannot thank you enough. I hope that I do you proud. Oh, and I'll pay for our semi-guided bowhunttrip to CO for Elk oneday when I'm rich :D.
Some pics...



Here he is with his '05 kill

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Like most guys, the most influential person in my hunting has been my dad. He is not the best hunter, he is not even what I consider a good hunter, but the times we have shared together in the woods are more precious to me than ever bagging a monster buck.
My dad was "old school" when it came to raising his kids. He had a heavy hand and a quick temper. There weren’t a bunch of hugs and "I love yous" thrown around our house. He may not have said it in words, but when deer season came around his actions said so much more about how he felt as a father.

I will never forget being a little kid and sitting in the truck to share a hot cup of coffee after a morning hunt, or how I felt the day he surprised me with my first shotgun. Looking back on it now, I don’t believe hunts for him were actually about shooting deer, but more about sharing time with each other. He was with me the day I finally harvested my first deer and the look in his eyes showed more pride than any words he could say.
He is overseas now and I miss my hunting partner and my friend. I have just recently moved to the great state of PA and my hunting trips are a little lonelier now. When I settle into my tree stand I close me eyes and let all those great feelings and memories come flooding back.

This November we will going to camp together during rifle season. When the sun starts to peak over the treetops and the wind howls on the mountain side, I know which stand I will choose to take. It will be right next to him, because for me it won’t be about shooting a deer, but spending time with him and that is just what I am going to tell him.

Wayne

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mine is my dad.he bought a hundred acre farm here in western,ny to raise his family and pass down is love of hunting to myself,brother,and 2 sisters.i started going with him when i was 5 years old. he would only let me go 1 or 2 times a season when i was younger. and only when he sat on stand. once i reached about 9 or 10 he would have myself and my siblings push deer for him. one of the first times i was aloud to do this he shot a 4pt and a doe that we had pushed pass him.when i was 12 years old he had broken his ankle while playing hockey, the neighbors were setting up to push off a section of are farm and dad took a stand not far from the house,as he couldnt walk to good. he told me to go to the spot where they originally wanted him. i was so excited to actually be holding a gun with 5 slugs in it. low and behold a doe came to within 15 yards or so of me and i dropped her in her tracks,and everyone was so excited 4 me. those 2 things my dad allowed me to do instilled the love of whitetail deer in myself that isnt easily explained to a non hunter. in 1998 my dad returned the favor on a 2 man push, i was sittin and he nudged a 175 inch double browtine 13 pt to me. my dad is 71 now and i thank god every year i get to hunt with him as someday i wont be able to.

i was asked to also write 1 thing iwould like to say to my father today.after thinking about this tough question for awhile 1 thing comes to mind. and that is"thankyou" . thanks for instilling the great outdoors of hunting,fishing, and enjoying what god created in this world for everyone to enjoy. without the outdoors and all it has to offer, i would definatly be a different person. its not always about shooting a deer,or even seeing 1,its just about enjoyingthis greatplay ground we live in. thats what my dad taught me,and dad THANK YOU!

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My mostinfluential person in my hunting life would definitely be my dad. I know that dads play a very important role in a persons life no matter what age. Me and my dad have always beenpretty close ever since I can remember. Me and him would fish all the time when I was little and he would always take me out and do stuff with me.

I first asked my dad to take me hunting about 5 or 6 years ago, but being a girl he didnt take me serious. I continued to ask every year until he gave in and finally took me. I didnt take any deer my first year but it was a very memorable experience to be in the woods with my dad. The second year hunting with him I took my first deer and he was so proud of me. Before that experience I always felt like I let him down and seeing him smile and him telling me that he was proud was worth more than anything.

Hunting with my dad has really brought me close to him, and if it wasnt for the great outdoors I dont even know what else we would talk about. I know that I am very fortunate to have a dad that was there for me when I was young, as many people cant say the same. I am very thankful for him for being there for me and supporting me. If I could say one thing to him about the whole hunting thing, I know this probably sounds mushy gushy, I would just go give him a big hug and tell him thanks for introducing me into one of the best things in my life. I owe it all to him.

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My dad has been my biggest help and greatest influence in my hunting career. Though I have only been hunting for 8 or 9 years, all but one trip that I can think of has began and ended with my dad and I driving the 45 minutes from his house to our small 80 acre parcel of heaven on Earth.

Since the very first time my dad brought me in the woods with him when I was 10, he has been teaching me and helping me grow as not only a hunter, but as a human overall. I’ve learned nearly everything I know about hunting from him. Everything from identifying and using deer sign to setting up stands and, of course, waiting for the perfect ethical shot and taking it when the opportunity presents itself. My dad has also taught me how to adapt with whatever life throws at you and still keep your enthusiasm towards this great sport.

My dad is also the person who handed me my very first rifle, a small remington .243 bolt action with open sights. It wasn't much, but to a 12 year old with a passion for hunting--it was everything! I bagged 3 deer with that gun, and remember each of those hunts as if it were yesterday. I have since upgraded to a Remington model 700 .270. I took my first buck with that rifle--dropped him in his tracks actually. Before I even went down to look at my trophy, I hiked over to where my dad was standing to share the moment with him. Again, that's something that I don't think he or I will ever forget.


Unfortunately, I realize my time in the woods with my dad is not going to be forever. His eye sight has been robbed from him every day since childhood thanks to a genetic disease that has affected 4 generations of my family. Amazingly, he still insists on joining me when I venture to the woods, though I do not pose any type of argument against his company. He still cares so passionately and is so enthusiastic about my success in the field, and I don’t take that for granted.

If I could tell my dad one thing right now, I would tell him thank you and to keep his positive attitude towards life and hunting. I know that one day the Lord will provide the miracle cure to give him back his eye sight. He has been such a huge part of my hunting career and hunting experiences in general that I would hate to think of the day when he would rather just sit at home than to go out into the woods that he and I both love.

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The most influential person in my life would defiantly be my grandpa (papa).
He is my grandfather on my mothers side. My grandpa owns the farm I hunt on and will one day own. He has always been my idol because he is so true and one with god. When I was growing up as a kid at about age 3-7 and would gown to his farm on the weekends, the only way I would fall asleep was when I got to ride on grandpa’s 1953 ford 8N tractor. Tractors and other cars have been a major part of our friendship. He taught me many ways to trouble shoot and get around tough situations. He was also my conformation sponsor when I was confirmed. Grandpa bought my first bb gun witch I still have. Over the summer I would spend 2-3 weeks at a time with him on the farm. When ever we went town he always introduced me to people as his little farm hand and it always made me feel needed and helpful. This summer I heard the song wrote by Kenney Chesney “Grandpa Told Me So” and right then and there I tried to hold back my tears but I couldn’t help it. Grandpa told me how to fish and how to use the land to your advantage.
He always told me to try my hardest and to be the best I could be.


If i could go back and say anything to him right now it would be in response in to what he said about 2 months ago when i asked what he was going to do with this 40 coupe. he said "i will probably keep this one till i go under" right when he said that i was speechless and couldn't think of any kind of response. So if i could say one thing to him i wish he could just take that statement back because it crosses my mind when ever i hear Kenney's song or when i talk to him about one of his many 40 coupes

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Great Stories everyone.... I'm really enjoying them. Let's get some more! 182 views and 9 stories come on you guys/gals where's your story?

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They really do put forget the wind, huh


Sorry did not see the last 2 sentences until now

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People will probably laugh a little after reading my story, but hey, laugh ifyou want. The person who, by far, influenced me the most when it came to hunting was/is Ted Nugent. When i first saw Ted Nugent on TV my dream was to be the next Ted Nugent, which means i gotta learn to play guitar, which i do now because of him, and hunt, which i also do because of him. I know a lot of people arent too fond of Ted, but that doesnt change the facts. When i was really young, the song "Fred Bear" just came out pretty recently and i loved that song ( i could sing the whole song at the age of 2). That song, for some reason, gave me that hunting "attitude" and it still does. Growing up and watching his shows and videos and things like that, Ted stressed one major thing, "Dont drink, dont do drugs". I figured, why not hunt instead, just like him? As i grew up a little bit and got into high school, thats when drugs and alcohol really started getting popular. And if you didnt do one of those, you were the black sheep (which i guess is still how it is in school these days). Not once did i take a single sip of alcohol or get anywhere near a drug. People asked why i didnt drink, i said because Ted says not to. Of course they thought i was dumb for that, buton the other hand i wasnt pukin and dyin like they were.While i was doing what Ted said to do, which was hunt, everyone else was partying. Because of all this, i lost quite a bit of friends. But to learn to hunt and stay clean and get high on gun powder rather than dope i think its made me a HELL of a better person than what i ever could imagine if i wouldnt have been influenced by Ted Nugent. People can say all they want about Ted, but ill tell you one thing, he has changed a lot of lives, and i can definetly say he changed mine. Still to this day, watching Ted Nugent on TV, going to his concerts, or just listening to his music makes me feel like im getting into it all over again. And i sure am glad it happened this way because i cant imagine at all what it would be like to not be a hunter.

If I saw Ted today, what would i tell him? The first thing id tell him is to keep doing what hes doing, because what he doesto help/motivate peopleworks. Id tell him the same thing i wrote in this post. About how he basically made me a better person and hunter than what i could have been. I would also tell him that he is by far the most appreciative out of all the "celebrity hunters" when it comes to harvesting an animal and enjoying the outdoors. Id tell him theres nothing more influential than his actions and words.

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[/align]For the last 20 years of my life I have been an avid vegetarian, animal rights activist (domestic animals) and participated in animal rescue; I am a certified animal control officer and still volunteer in rescue.
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[/align]I can't say that I hated hunters; my brother, at one time in his life, hunted and my older sister dated a guy that hunted so I wasn't so unfamiliar with it to despise it....
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[/align]It wasn't until my separation/divorce and the fortunate layout of the stars (the chance meeting of my now fiancée) that I can say that I understood or appreciated it. I was one of those people that didn't care where my burger or chicken sandwiches came from..... I was one of those people that cringed when I saw people with hunted animals in their pick-ups... Mr. Java has been hunting since he could walk. I have listened in awe of the stories of his first gun, his first bow, his first doe and his first "trophy" buck. The exciting shots and the dreaded times where an animal could not be tracked.
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[/align]His passion is unimaginable to any and all that he meets but, I can see it in his eyes and I can hear it in his voice. His excitement and love for the lifestyle has grown triple-fold since I jumped in (so he says).
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[/align]From the day I attending my first Hunter's Education class to the day I took my first doe with my bow. My heart still races at the thought of it and I can see the excitement in his eyes for us both. He has taught me all the hunting basics that all should know and be taught but, the most important he has taught me to respect the animal. Respect that I now see, I hadn't had before. I felt it though, couple weeks ago when he took that 9pt. All I could do is sit next to him where he laid to pass on and stare; all the while, thinking to myself, he is just so beautiful.
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[/align]I love this excitement and I love the respect that hunting has taught me; respect unknown to those who have never carried a bow.
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[/align]I still have him in my life. I thank the Lord above for that. I want him to know that my life will not be complete if I didn't have the time in the woods, fields and in the marsh like we have now.May it never end.
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Alright well here we go, who was the most influential person in my hunting development easy my father. Robert C. Murtiff. Not only is he my hunting buddy but hes my mentor and my best friend. Growing up my idea of a day well spent was one spent with my dad and it still is. He took me fishing, and hunting since i was big enough to walk. He bought me my first bow when i was 5 and over the years taught me to shoot it accurately and to take game with it. He always told me that hunting is a passion that will be yours forever and is the one time when a man can truly be alone with his thoughts. I believe that growing up with a man like this to influence me was the one greatestthings that Godcouldve ever happened to me and i hope that we will have many more seasons together because i know that i have much more to learn from this great man and not all of it is hunting its more its how to be a good man, father and person and if i could say anything to him it would betwo words Thanks, Dad

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alright here we go.
Like most guys posting on this thread my greatest influence would be my dad. from the time I was 6 years old, I was walking in his footsteps in the oak hammocks of florida totin' the 4-10 that he handed down to me. My dad is old school. countless stories around the campfire would make anyone understand what I'm talking about. Stories such as days spent hunting on the historic suwannee river in a time that i will never be able to live myself, but am greatful to be able to relive through my father. My dad never was real "hardcore" about killing animals. He has always been more interested in spending time with me and my siblings. I may be rambling here but the words are just pouring onto the keyboard. when i was younger me and my dad seemed to butt heads, just like many father and son relationships. There was always this understood truce when we were in the woods. every argument postponed, every disagreement at bay. The thing that really makes me admire and love this man so much is that....he is not my biological father. I never knew my real father, but this great guy took me in as his own, and that makes it so much more special for me.
If i could say one thing to him at this moment I guess i would have to use a line from a country song and say: I hope I'm at least half the dad that you didn't have to be.

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I am 23 years old now and ever since i can remember my dad has been there for me through thick and thin. I never relized it until a few years ago but he psuhed me mentally more than i could imagine. He lost his dad when he was young and had to learn everything on his own. He taught me how to hunt, fish and play all sports. He was my high school basketball, baseball and golf coach. I asked him one day why he was apart of everything i did in life and he said because I love you and never want to be out of your life. I had 2 hernia operations before the age of 10. I remember after my second operation he would carry me outside in my beanbag chair to watch him shoot his bow. It was at this time i knew i was addicted to bowhunting.. I'll never the long days and longs nights hunting and tracking deer with him and i know there will be many more to come. I have never met a person before that would stick beside me through anything. I missed and wounded more deer my first 3 seasons then you can imagine, but he never got down on me but kept pushing me to become a better hunter everything would fall into place. After my 3rd hunting season i wanted to quit hunting. He never forced me to stick with it. That same year i turned down a scholarship to play a college sport. Again he never forced me to stick with it. But after these to events i could see the disappointment in his eyes, and the only other thing worst then a father being mad at his son is him being disappointed in him. The very next year i harvested my first deer a 9 point 120 class buck, i looked at him and the grin on his face made it well worth it. He told me last year there was 1 thing he wanted me to achieve in my life and that was to make him proud and so far i have. (But i think i could of did about anything and he still would of been proud) I have made many mistakes in my life and for the most important person in my life to say i have made him proud is heartwarming. Still to this day we spend as much time together in and out of the woods as possible.
One thing i would say to him, which i think he already knows is, Dad you are my Hero and I Love You.

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Great Stories Folks Keep them Coming

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I'm not obviously going to try to win my own items, but I figured it was only fair that I give you guys my story.

The biggest influence in my hunting and fishing lifestyle comes from my grandfather. Ever since I can remember he's taken my cousin Greg and I out fishing on Lake Erie for Walleye's. At age 12 he bought me my first deer rifle. It was a Savage 30-30 bolt action with a Weaver 4X scope. It was used by a friend of his Phil's wife for a few years and was mint. Hehad me get my hunters education course the summer before my 12th year, so I could hunt that winter. He taught me how to pull the rifle to my shoulder and find my target in the scope without losing the target. He taught me how to sight in my rifle and how to shoot it for 1 1/2 groups consistently at 100 yards. Hitting a pie plate at 100 yards wasn't good enough. "We owe it to the deer to make clean kills" he'd say.

Thedrive we'd make to Ridgway evey year would teach me alot too. I'd listen to those deer hunting stories of his year after year on those trips. I think I can tell them as good as he can now. I never got tired of hearing them. I could tell by the passion in which he spoke of those times that they were very special to him. He loved to hunt deer in the big woods. It came out in every story he told.There were a few things about PaPa that make me laugh when thinking back on those trips. How he and my dad would get Charlie Horses in their legs on the long ride back to Erie after a long days hunting. We'd have to stop and strech and Greg and I would laugh because they looked like a couple cowboys who just got off a horse hobblingaround in a parking lot of some resturaunt on the way home.

The up side was we always ate well coming home. There was something special about stopping at those strange resturaunts along the way too. Seeing all those other hunters and overhearing their stories of the day was exciting for me. I also learned from my Grandfather how to try and be the best person I could be. Be honest, obey game laws, be respectful to others and to love God.Being aPastor in a Nazarene Church for most of his life, he gave me strength in troubled times. He never pushed me into religion like you'd think mostPastors would of their Grandchildren, but accepted my decisions with a little guidance along the way.

Well grandpa has since retired from deer hunting. At 84 years old it's hard to make those trips to Ridgway at 2:00 in the morning. He has since returned to fishing the waters of Pennsylvania for Walleye's and sometimes Yellow Perch.He needs help now doing some of the things he used to do himself and Greg and I will be there for him now.

If I could tell him one thing today. It would be that I love him for who he is and what he's done for me in my life. He's been a wonderful teacher of both how to hunt and fish.I'd tell him Thank You for being both my Grandfather and filling in wonderfully as my Father too. And thanks for all the loans I never had to fully repay.:DAs if I ever could!

Thanks PaPa! Love Ya!

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Alright guys and gals. You mean to tell me you can't think of 150 words to describe what one person in your life did to help you become the hunter you are today? This would be a great time to make your tribute to that person and show your appreciation.

Give it a shot! I know you can do it. He y Rob your allowed to post too, but I can't send you any prizes:D

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I have to say I read my short explanation to Mr. Java last night and it brought a tear to his 'hard-@ss' eyes... Made him mushy for a second.. :D

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OK I'm going to sweeten the pot here. I'm going to add a 3 a pack of NAP HellRazor 100 grainbroadheads to the winner. Here's how it will work. The chosen winner of this contest will get to choose either the broadheads or the Scent Blocker items. A runner up or second place will get the item/items not chosen by the winner.






Come on you people post hundreds even thousands of things and you can't come up with a 150 word thank you to your mentor?

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I do not have one person that steps out from the rest. But I would have to say my dad. He does not hunt but tryes to hold some amount of interest the sport.

I started hunting when I was a kid about 14. On my birthday my dad bought me a bear bow. I had never hunted never even shot a bow.

My grandparents on my dad’s side took me to my uncle's house. Who was a life long hunter? He helped me get my bow readyand I started shooting every chance I got. I was working myup to the weight I had to be at to hunt.

When we where on a fishing trip I took my bow to shoot over the weekend.
When I got home I found out it had been left at the camp ground hanging on a tree.

I did not get to hunt until the year I turned 18which was four years ago

My parents split up for a year or so and me and my dad moved to KY And as a birthday gift on my 18th birthday he bought me a 30.30 lever action.
And when hunting season rolled around. With little interest in hunting. He went in out in 20 degree weather. We me for my and his first hunt ever.

We did not kill anything but I will never forget that day. Two rookie hunters who know close to nothing about deer hunting. walking around the woods in blue jeans with bright orange vest on .The second day I went out alone and whenI shot a deerand drove down a dirt road that turned into a of road dozer track and got my truck stuck and I walked 2 miles back home. And got a ride the rest of the way. When I got home I waited for him. And at midnight he went out with me to get my deer and truck.
Which the deer had been stolen by the guy that gave me a ride. I was total crushed. First I lost my bow then I loss my first deer. He was there to pick me up and help me get back out there. And for Xmas two years ago he bought me a reflex bow and everything I need over 600 dollars in hunting stuff.And with this being my first year bow hunting I owe it all tohim. He has neverbeen into hunting to much. But has done everything he could to help me and keep me into it. And I would love to give him that scent blocker shirt since it is his size. I am a big guy and weighed 450 poundsand now I weight 375 pounds and it was him that got me into the outdoors fishing hiking just all around. And it was him who keep me scouting and hiking even last year when I was unable to hunt.

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When this question was posed, it really made me think. There are so many people who have helped me throughout the years a few quick ones come to mind, my grandfather(rip, I miss you more than you'll ever know), my uncle, even the late Fred Bear, his books really inspired me. But, as the list goes on, the biggest influence in, not only my hunting career, but as well as in life, has been my father.
My dad is a hard working man, but he has never let it interfere with his love, our family. I, the oldest and only son, have had more oppotunities then most. And for this, I am truly greatful. At a young age my father introduced me to his second love, the outdoors. Even as a young child, maybe four at the most, I was icefishing with him, and his buddies. Looking back at pictures now, I have to laugh. I was all bundeled up in my one piece, blue snow suite posing next to a 30+" northern pike, almost bigger than me. My smile told it all, I was hooked, no pun intended, on the outdoors.
Like I said I have been blessed. Only eighteen years old and I have been on numerous hunting and fishing trips to Canada, Montana, all over Minnesota, and more. But these trips were more than just time in the woods, it was a bonding, and learning time. I learned so much, at a very young age. I'll never forget all the lessons I learned in the turkey woods, deer woods, numerous lakes etc.
A story, that stick out clear in my mind was my first turkey hunt. We arrived to the field we scouted on our property real early, we shut the lights off as we pulled in, got out of the truck and carefully shut the doors as to not scare the birds off the roost (all tought to me by my father) and we settled in. At day break, two long beards (and I mean LONGbeards) approched from the left, my dad closer to them. They fed out in front of us, and stopped. Shoot, my dad whispered, shoot! Shoot, he says quietly again. I was so nervous I couldn't even relay to him that there was a small tree in the way. He tought me to stay so still, quiet, and to wait for the shot to present himself, that I froze. The first, and biggest bird took one more step to the right and WHAM, WHAM. As soon as I let my Browning BPS youth 20 gauge ring out, he let his Benneli do some talkin'. He shot at the same bird as me, to assure a quick kill. It was a team kill. He let me carry that thing around and show it off. He kept telling me I missed, and it was HIS bird, but he was just kidding with me, like he always does. But, don't think I didn't ask the taxidermist if there was any 20 gauge bb's in that turks melon, and for the record, there was! I was so proud, but I don't think I was as proud as he. I love telling this story because this meant a lot to me. My father has made me who I am today, and I want him to know that. Yes, we have a few fights here and there, but nobody can take away our bond we have made over the years in not only the woods, but everywhere. I love you dad!

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"Please Don't post here just to bash scent blocker or scent lok"

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Well here it goes:

The most influential person in my would have to be my Uncle Dave. This great man has taught me everything I know about hunting today. I still remember the first time that we went hunting together, It was for spring turkey. On the way there he was telling me what I could shoot. If mu Uncle dave was not around I can garentee that I would not be a hunter. Yes my dad does hunt but not with a bow or for turkey. The best thing that he taught me was how to be paciet. He could sit in a stand for 20 hours straight without a single complaint. This is a very important skill for hunting because it is used in every type of hunting. This past weeked he help set up my stand and he was the one clearing the shooting lanes for me. He was the one that climbed theladder with a chainsaw to make my stand fit. Hewas the one that did the climb of death and ratchet strap to the tree.He never asked for anything in return for his hard work. Of course while he was seting up his stand I cleared a lane for him. The knowledge that my uncle dave has is infinate. He told me that I should rake the trail that goes to my stand so that I could get into and out of my stand quietly. He was also a great friend, I am closer to him than any other person in my family. I felt offended that I switched to G5 Strikers because he reccomended muzzies to me. If there is one thing that I want to tell him now but dont want to offend him is to Please Stop Smoking. For 2 reason. 1 deer dont like that smell, and it is bad for you. Thank you so much Dave for them early spring turkeys to these whitetails that i will get beacuse of you.

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Like many of the others, I would have to say that my father had the most influnce on why and how I hunt. When I was growing up in the 60's and early 70's my family had to hunt if we wanted to consistently have meat on the table. Dad worked for a local cranberry grower and didn't make a lot of money, but he loved what he did, so never moved on. In those days he did a lot of trapping, and even thou he's in his late 60's, still does today. I went with him every chance I got and learned the ways of the woods and water. Without knowing it at the time, I became one with the wild, learning how animals reacted to scent and wind and what attracted them. In those days there was not near the number of deer in the central part of the state that there is now. So when huntedwe had to hunt harder and smarter. Even back then Dad always made sure we were scent free. We would soak our clothes in cattail water for a couple of days and then hang them in the pines until the season opener. There is a lot of other little things that went along with being a succesful hunter and trapper in those days and they have always been with me. As I get older I find myself always thinking back to the early years. Basicly I learned good woodsmenship from my Father and that in turn has made me the succesful hunter I am today. Along with that, I'm sure that is a big reason why I don't rifle hunt anymore. I would much rather bowhunt, because I can be one with the woods and pursue unpressured animals. The one thing I would like to tell my Dad and I think I have in the past; Dad I know you love to trap but, you really need to try bowhunting, because it fits you! Thats my short story and I'm sticking to it, lol.

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ttt I can't believe noone wants those Broadheads.

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I want them broadheads real bad my dad thinks that 2 is enough.[:@]

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The most influential person is my best friend Cody. He started hunting4 years ago and he has taught me everything I know. Anytime I shoot a deer he is the first one there to congratulate me and help me drag it out of the woods. My bowstring broke about a week ago and at first I didnt think I was going to have enough money to pay for it so cody offered to pay for an 80 dollar bowstring if that aint friendship I dont know what is. I hope I can be like that someday. If I could see him right now I would say that I appreciateeverything that he has done for me.If it wasn't for him I might not be deer hunting.Or at least not bowhunting. So thankyouCodyRankin for everything!!!

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Ok here's todays bump to the top. Only 3 days to go and only 17 entries. Odds are good for the guys who posted.I realize that some of you guys are fat ;)and can't wear the t-shirt, but you can give it to a friend and wear the hat. Or screw on those broadheads and nail a big one with them. It's really not a hard contest to enter look at the original post and follow the SIMPLE instructions.

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Father who passed 3/23/07 and I had to be the one to freakin find him thats all I would like to say at this time.
They say every picture tells a story and I believe no words needed here as to how influential he was.

R.I.P. Dad

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I think the heads would be great.

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can som1 post a pic of them heads like what they look like on an arrow? Thanks

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