I have hunted with a few really great people over the years. Only three come to mind as my hunting buddies. I would say that calling them hunting buddies probably does them a disservice as they are my best friends.
first obviously is my dad, he taught me everything I know about being a man, a hunter, and a person.
Second is Farva- he built my first recurve for me and got me started down this path of traditional bowhunting. He was in my wedding, called when my first son was born, and is a great sounding board for anything a guy needs to ask about .
Last is a person I haven't shared a hunt with yet. He came around in November and I can't wait for the future hunting seasons to come along. I look forward to watching him and grandpa hunt together and being a part of each of his hunting firsts. I already can't wait for the spring to throw him in the backpack thingy and stroll around listening to turkeys gobble and taking in the warm sunshine. He is my best buddy and will forever be my hunting buddy. Even if he chooses not to hunt as much as dad or even at all.