The Kid,
What a great story! It really took me back.
I remember when I was the youngster going on mule deer and elk hunts here in Idaho with family and friends every fall. Our camps included tents and travel trailers over the years, and small routine things around camp-cooking, eating, campfires, good conversations and hunting stories, and good whiskey, are what I remember most. As the years went by, my Dad and his friends one by one dropped out due to health reasons, they are all gone now.
Only a few of us are left now. My son in law is a new attendant and in a few years I will add my oldest grandson. Trying to keep the tradition alive.
Your story was a nice read and I am looking forward to the rest, and hopefully some pictures. Thank you for sharing.
Regards,
Manny
