Tonight I was blessed with this little doe on an extra special day, my grandfathers birthday.
My grandpa was an avid outdoorsman, a WWII veteran, and a family man. I spent a few times out with him fishing and camping but he passed away before I was old enough to hunt. The outdoor lifestyle was passed on through my mom, who made sure I fished, camped and hunted. Bless her for that!
My grandfather had always promised me to go hunting, so 8 years after he passed and I could hunt on my own, I decided to dedicate every Dec 27th to his memory and that promise.
It's taken 12yrs to harvest a deer on his birthday, not that it matters because every year has been special to me even with out a kill. This one is for you gramps!!!!!