I am a late bloomer when it comes to hunting, while I have been interested my whole life that I can remember I never had the opportunity to go until the age of 24.  I grew up in a lifestyle where we moved every couple of years and never really got to settle down anywhere.  My Dad was a businessman and with work didn’t have much time for hunting.  He didn’t grow up hunting either other than the occasional jaunt in the woods and shooting a bb gun or 22 at some squirrels.  I can remember my fascination with hunting began when I saw antlers and pictures on the wall at my grandparents’ house.  My Grandfather grew up in Michigan and hunted whitetail deer in the Upper Peninsula.  He and his father-in-law, my Great Grandfather, hunted in the same hunting camp. We would spend summers up at their lake house and I would listen to stories of hunting camp and look at the pictures and beg to go, however season was in the middle of school and we never live close by to be able to tag along.  However my grandfather continued to stoke the flame and tough my brother and I how to shoot during our summer vacations and bought us bb guns and bows to shoot at the range he built us in the woods around his house.

Later in life in life I met my future wife and her Dad was an avid outdoorsman, primarily fishing but at the same time I came along his son was coming of age and was wanting to get into hunting himself so the time was right.  I went on a couple of ride alongs to go hunting with the in-laws, and then I got invited to go on a hunt with a friend of the family and we happened to be visiting the in-laws at just the right time in the middle of deer season. I ended up taking a young buck that time and from that point on I was hooked.  

In 2007 we moved to the Texas Panhandle where my wife had grown up and I built relationships and got on a deer lease.  Since then I have chased deer every year.  Around 2011 the mountain hunting bug bit me, and with a growing family and other priorities I was finally able to go on my first mountain hunt in 2016. That adventure is a story for another time, but it is in my blood and I look forward to September every year to try and go back to chase bugling bulls in the mountains.My passions in hunting have changed over the years as I have learned more and gained experience.  I hunt with a variety of weapons from rifles, to traditional bows.  I am by no means any type of expert at any of what I do, it is a hobby and I enjoy learning and gaining knowledge along with experience. As my passion around hunting has grown so has my family’s, this has been one of the most rewarding parts of the journey. I am now a guide for my wife and kids seeing their faces light up and the tradition being passed on from me to them is an amazing thing to watch.