I met my wife when she was 16, she did not come from a hunting family. We were taking a hike and as we walked out the door I remembered it was muzzleloader season and asked her if she minded if I carried the muzzy while we walked. She said sure, good sign right there.
As we were walking we saw some deer and she was excited to see if I could get close enough for a shot. I did. She carried the gun out of the woods while I dragged the deer, that was one heck of a first date. [rofl]
A week later she helped me butcher "our deer" and as they say, the rest is history.
As we were walking we saw some deer and she was excited to see if I could get close enough for a shot. I did. She carried the gun out of the woods while I dragged the deer, that was one heck of a first date. [rofl]
A week later she helped me butcher "our deer" and as they say, the rest is history.
I dated had no choice but to deal with me being gone 1, 2or 3 days and coming home bloody, stinky and happy. Repeat the following week. Was never a doubt in my skull that I was gonna fish an hunt when I wanted. I was doing more fishing than hunting back then. Met my wife (girlfriend then) around 1am at a new years party 2000. Dated a couple years, had a place together. I'd be 80 miles out for tuna, 20' up in a tree for deer, on the tip of a jetty in a Noreaster for bass... and all I could think about was her. At that moment I knew I was fooked. lol. Married in spring of 2003. 15 years later she puts up with me and we have 2 awesome boys. My wife and my 10 year old son are going for their hunter education certificate in a few weeks. The time truly has flown by. I am a lucky man. Nick
