Hi Gang, well I went and checked out the place I used to hunt growing up and it brought back a lot of memories, thought I'd share my story. I had some pics but after reading everything on pic posting I can't figure it out. Here we go.
My dad introduced me into archery at a very young age and always told me "it's good for the soul son". By the time I was about 11 I got the bowhunting bug real bad and for the next 21 years it consumed me, it's all I thought about. Well when I was 32 we had a house fire with 100\\ loss, I had lost everything including all my sentimental hunting gear that took so long to build up. I decided I was done with it. I missed shooting and hunting with my bow everyday and life felt incomplete. Eight years later I was talking to my dad and he says "I just want to shoot fish again boy" he's 74. Anyway two months ago I relocated to where he lives and picked up one of his kodiak mags and turns out he has always been right archery is good for the soul. We've been shooting together every day to get ready for the carp spawn. So here's to my Pops for bringing me in to the bowhunting world on more than one occasion.
Always Listen To The Old Man.