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Whitetail Hunting with Holibeth Helton and Amanda Bronder
VOL 2 ISSUE 1 Jan/Feb 2016
Kimberly Snyder takes us to The Land of the Living Skies
Desert Sunrise with Candy Yow
Lisa Chushman tell us how Hunting changed her life
Judy Branham explains the Joy of Hunting
Christy Turner explains why it is important to take your kids Hunting
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Articles Kentucky Whitetail By Holibeth Helton..........................................................................................4 Whitetail Hunt
By Amanda Bronder........................................................................................7
Desert Sunrise
By Candy Yow................................................................................................8
Land of the Living Skies By Kimberly Snyder.......................................................................................12 How Hunting Changed My Life Lisa Cushman...............................................................................................16 The Joy of Hunting Judy Erwin Branham....................................................................................20 Why is it important to take kids hunting? Christy Turner..............................................................................................23
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Kentucky Whitetail By Holibeth Helton
Holibeth Helton is a name nobody in Southeastern KY imagined they’d see pop up on Facebook with countless pictures of trail cameras, camo, bows, and arrows covered with blood. But they’d soon get used to it. Hunting has always been in my blood, as it was family tradition of mine, but it wasn’t until I met the man who would be my husband that I became addicted. I’m 4 years into it and don’t see myself ever looking back. Tyler Helton bought my first bow – a Hoyt Ruckus. I couldn’t pull much weight but after months of shooting in every element/situation imaginable, I was ready to apply what I had learned to the field. I’ve also enjoyed connecting with other women who take hunting as seriously as I do. I’ve been blessed with the opportunity to Field Staff for Team Kill Zone and become a bowhunting.com girl, as well as write for Huntress Life Magazine.
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After a year of relentless practice and having killed a couple does, I was ready to unload my newly found confidence on a Kentucky Whitetail buck. It was opening day of archery season for Kentucky in 2013, and my husband let me sit in the most “promising stand”. Mind you, we had spent all summer feeding and tracking every movement of the deer on this property. I’d packed my own corn up the mountain, ran my own trail cameras, and was ready for the hard work to pay off. It was 45 minutes before daybreak and I used the cover of the night to slip into the stand undetected by any wildlife. I have to admit, it was a new spot and I may have walked in circles before finally finding the tree the stand was in. I’d been to it a million times, but with the opening day jitters and knowing I had a chance at shooting a buck in a few short minutes…I believe it’s understandable to get lost. I climbed into the stand, pulled up my bow, knocked an arrow and sat as quietly as I could. It was the most gorgeous sight to see the day break, the dew fall, and the animals to begin their daily routine. There’s something magical about witnessing the activities of animals when they aren’t aware you are in their environment. A couple hours passed and I had already seen several does. After sitting in the stand and passing on does for 6 hours, I decided to come out and eat a quick lunch. It had been an eventful morning, but not a buck to be found. After spraying back down with scent free products, I climbed back into the stand determined to sit until after dark fell across the fields. I hadn’t been sitting but for a little over an hour when I heard the squawk of a squirrel and then there he was. Out from the brush stepped a 7 point and from my viewpoint in the stand, his antlers continued to grow the more I stared at them. He had another small buck with him that was making it hard to get a clear shot. My knees were shaking as I was trying to control my breathing to calm down. In that moment is what every hunter lives for and I was savoring every second. Finally, the smaller buck bowed its head to eat corn and opened up a shot at the 7 point’s vitals. I slowly drew my bow back to full draw and prepared for the shot. Several months of relentless practice and preparation all come down to this one shot. I steadied my arm and placed my 20 yard pin on its heart while releasing the trigger. Both deer scattered and there on the ground laid my arrow, covered in blood. Excited doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt post shot. I was shaking so fiercely I couldn’t climb out of the stand safely so I took the time to call my father and my husband to help track. Luckily, they are both blood hounds when it comes to tracking a deer, and we recov-
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ered it not long after. No, I hadn’t killed a record deer, not even close to the biggest one we had on camera but to me, it was a trophy. I had just successfully killed my first buck and with a compound bow. It was a memory I’ll never forget and a feeling that has kept me hunting ever since. It’s at that moment when you either say hunting is not for you or you become addicted and for me, I’ve never looked back. I’m thankful for my father who instilled in me a passion for the outdoors, and my husband who has only furthered that love. Harvesting a deer is only the icing on the cake, everything in between is what matters. It’s a way I grow as a person and grow closer to God as a direct result. Hunting changed my life, and it’s all because of my first buck fueling the addiction.
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Whitetail Hunt By Amanda Bronder
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t is early November and rifle season in Texas just opened. Typical Texas weather one day is rainy, windy, and cold and the next day it is 75 degrees and sunny. My husband and I picked up a new tract of land to hunt about twenty minutes from our house; 300 acres that has not been deer hunted in some time. It is all oak trees, sand, and cactus, with some brush here and there. My husband went out on Saturday and told me the bucks were already starting to chase does and I needed to go hunting the next day. He didn’t have to tell me twice, but after a frustrating bow season and overcoming the flu earlier that week I decided I was going to break out the .243. The game plan was not to sit in the blind over the feeder like we normally do, we were going to walk to some of the more secluded spots on the property and rattle. We picked the first spot and nothing came in, but I was still optimistic that today was going to be a successful hunt. We decided that we should head toward the smaller pond on the property. There we saw a younger buck making a scrape he wasn’t mature enough to shoot and not to mention he was not legal (in our county there is a rule the bucks have to be at least 13 inches wide). We let him walk and continued our hike, we came across a great spot on the map and we were headed there to try to rattle again. On the way to this spot something caught our eye, there was a doe off to our right about 100 yards out, we walked up a little further and sat down. At this point we noticed a buck with her. As I got situated on the tripod we lost sight of them for just a couple of minutes and when we gained sight of them again he was chasing her. Allen hit the horns together one time and that quickly grabbed his attention. He trotted up a few steps, stopped, then committed; he was not going to miss out on this fight. He ran to the left and stopped at about 75 yards where I could not make a shot, as Allen continued he turned and started running toward us slightly to our right. He stopped at 50 yards and I was able to take a shot. He ran 30 yards and piled up next to a small patch of brush. He was a nice 8 pointer fairly big bodied for South Texas. His body size was actually the first thing I noticed when I walked up to him. After pictures and soaking it all in we had to drag him out in the sand, about 300 yards to be able to get the truck to him. I can say that was an awesome experience and I would do that again any day. I like all hunting but there is nothing like having a buck running in at you looking for a fight.
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Desert Sunrise By Candy Yow
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arkness surrounded us as we worked out way quickly but quietly among the red rocks and canyons to our favorite spot, seems every year we try this spot at least once. It’s a couple mile hike in, winding through red pinnacle rocks, and across an area of red boulders that look like brains, (literally) to our spot above the river where we can watch the animals as they leave for higher ground at first light. This morning was brisk but with the hike I have warmed up a bit too much. That is never good when you know you have to sit in the cold for a while. But we are too close to stop and shed a layer, so I march on. Stepping quietly in the sand incase the deer are already heading out; we don’t want to spook them. Its extremely dark this morning but we don’t dare use our headlamps for fear of blowing the deer out of the country.
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We station ourselves in the rocks and hunker down for daylight, spotting scopes ready, bino’s ready, Remington ready, all we need now is daylight. With the chill came a blanket of fog, it’s amazing how that can change in an hour or so. It made finding deer a bit difficult but how beautiful the country was as it lifted, settled and moved around the rims on each side of the river. The trees were changing color along with the fields along the river; it felt almost eerie and yet beautiful all in one. I took a few pictures, but was suppose to be watching for deer so I got back to it. I spotted a coyote as he worked his way through the tall brush, and then listened as a pheasant called out in the same area. Just as I was hoping the pheasant rooster made it, he let out a call and flew away; relieved I got back to watching for deer. It is sometimes hard for me to concentrate when so much beauty surrounds me, sunrise almost always distracts me with its vivid colors as the sun meets the horizon. No matter where you are at, mountains, valleys, desert, or meadows, it is God’s hand painting the
start to each new day. We saw a few does moving along the river, but other than the coyote and pheasant it was a slow morning. I could be discouraged but really why? I am blessed to be able to do what I do; I just experienced an amazing sunrise that will burn in my memory forever. I watched nature with my best friend, what more could I want. Oh yeah, to spot a big buck within shooting distance, I almost forgot! Well that wasn’t to happen that day, we hiked back to the truck and saw some fresh tracks that lead us on about a 5 hour hike, we got close to that buck but never seen him. But the red rocks, steep drainages and beauty of the desert were awesome. It was a wonderful day, I absolutely love the excitement of the hunt. I love the beauty that God blesses us with each and everyday and I love to share it with my husband. I read a quote today that said “We take photo’s as a return ticket to a moment otherwise gone”. How
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true is that, not just the pictures of the harvest and the big smile, but the moments when our toes are screaming from the cold, our lungs are burning as we climb the mountain trail, or our back is aching as you pack out your harvest with miles yet to go. These moments may be painful, but they are memories that once the pain is gone, they take a place in our past that we want to revisit over and over again. Tag soup on this hunt but I am still full of thanks for a wonderful time in some beautiful country. I have my return ticket to those memories, both on film and in my soul, which is where I return to savor those moments otherwise gone. Back Country with Candy Yow
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Land of the Living Skies By, Kimberly Snyder
Photo credits to Leslie Crawford
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ctober 31, 2015 was not like every other day, it was the day I had dreamed about for quite some time and my destination was Saskatchewan Canada. I was headed to the Land of the Living Skies to hunt with 5 women whom I had never met. As a waterfowl hunter you dream of going to Canada to the breeding grounds of waterfowl, to witness first-hand the ducks and geese you chase in your own flyway, to see the skies come to life in front of you with a magical appearance like no other. My passion to hunt waterfowl took me to Canada but I wasn’t prepared for what I would witness under those Canada skies. Five women met me in Canada, Leslie Crawford, Samantha Bellamy, Keleah Hayford, Jorden Hayford and Bridget Krause. Leslie Crawford, owner of Low Land Guide Service had invited me on a hunt of a lifetime at Ace Outfitters in Clair, Canada and I couldn’t wait to spend my moments with her chasing ducks and geese. What happened there was more than a waterfowl hunt. It was an eye opener to so many aspects of my personal self as well as waterfowl hunting in general. Two of the women accompanying us on this hunt of a lifetime were first time waterfowl hunters, mother and daughter. After dreaming for so many years of hunting in Canada I was amazed that this was their first hunt and couldn’t wait to share the experience with them. I could focus this article on the amazing flocks I saw, the skies that came to life, the hundreds of mallard trying to get into our hole that you could hear their wings pop, but instead I will focus this article on something even more magical. I would like to focus on the magical bond of a mother and daughter sharing their first waterfowl hunt and becoming waterfowl hunters in front of my eyes.
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There is no bond like a mother’s love for her child, the pride, the amazement, the joy of seeing your child grow in body and spirit. Witnessing that growth through my own eyes and seeing that joy in Keleah’s eyes as she hunted with her daughter was something I will never forget. The very first morning, our first hunt, I witnessed a mother and a daughter sit side by side watching the ducks fly over, unsure of when to take that shot. Within no time, almost as though they had hunted their entire life, mother and daughter stood up and took their shots. Kaleah and Jorden dropped two beautiful Green Winged Teal. How do you explain that sight to someone, how does one even begin to explain the joy I felt and the love I saw between these two people. Jorden continued to hunt her heart out through the three days we hunted. I watched them put on their first pair of waders, talk about guns, learn about size of steel shot, dredge through water. I witnessed the heart of a waterfowler unfolding in front of my eyes as a beautiful 17 year old girl, soaking wet, never complaining, helped every second she could by picking up decoys, dropping birds and willingly wanting to experience everything she could.
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One hunt things got alittle slow so a wonderful friend named Samantha Bellamy and I decided we were going to go find where the ducks were hiding. Jorden accompanied us as she smiled; belly crawled through the field and laughed with us along the way. That was a moment I will never forget, not because we were successful, but because we just let go of the rules and followed our laughs. Keleah’s face beamed with pride for her daughter the entire trip, her heart overflowed with love for her child as well as a kindness towards all of us. I have a daughter one year older than Jorden and watching this bond unfold under those skies was what Waterfowl hunting embodies. In Canada two women duck hunters were born and witnessing that brought joy to my heart.
A huge thanks to Ace Outfitters for having me, to Leslie Crawford for not only my invitation, but for her kindness towards me the entire trip, for her encouragement she provided me and for all the amazing pictures and video footage she took on our journey. Thank you to Samantha Bellamy for keeping me laughing and allowing me to not take myself too serious and showing friendship to me from the moment she met me. And to Kaleah and Jorden, you brought me to a place in my heart where I saw my own life differently and I witnessed two amazing women become waterfowl hunters. Bonds can be created in strange places and under difficult scenarios but those are the bonds of waterfowl hunters and those are the moments that live forever.
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How Hunting Changed My Life By Lisa Cushman
Photo credit to Tyler Cushman- TyCushman Photography
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eing a fairly new hunter, its amazing how much hunting has had such a positive impact on my life. It’s motivated and inspired me; strengthened my passion and knowledge, and changed who I am today. It’s brought me closer to God, the outdoors, and many new wonderful people.
When I applied for my first deer tag, and bought my first bow, I thought I was just beginning an awesome new hobby. I had no idea how deeply I’d fall in love with every aspect of archery, and hunting. Just like any other archery hunter; I’d practice on my targets, getting groupings tight, and practicing my accuracy from different yards and lengths. Wearing camo and painting my face Lisa Cushman and Cassondra Venable became just as fun as shooting my bow. Not only was it an amazing feeling hitting my target dead center, I motivated my son (Charlie, 6) to shoot a bow also. In Colorado-it is extremely hard to find another bow hunter. Espeically, a female bow hunter! I bought my bow knowing I didn’t have anyone to teach me pointers or help me. I got all the pointers I could from online friends, youtube videos, and basically taught myself. I formed LOTS of new friendships with women online that loved hunting and fishing just as much as I do! We constantly inspire, motivate, and encourage each other. Hunting has brought me closer to God, and to nature. The memories I’ve made have helped me gain a deep appreciation for nature and all of His creatures and creations. I’ve now made hunting a family tradition for my son and I, as well as a mental and physical challenge. I’ve learned how hunting takes patience, practice, and dedication. This year, I was un-successful at filling my deer tag. But it has only motivated me and inspired me more. Especially because I have a new friend; Cassie, and we’ve already made a pact to fill our freezers together next year, and help each other accomplish our goals. Now that I’ve been bitten by the hunting bug, theres no way I could picture my life without it. Lisa Cushman Genesis 27:3 (GW) Now take your hunting equipment, your quiver and bow, and go out into the open country and hunt some wild game for me.
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The Joy of Hunting By Judy Erwin Branham
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any readers love to read due to the experience they receive from the writer; whether it is a book or an article the reader can go places they have never been and experience things they otherwise could never know about. From young to old, from rich to poor, many enjoy reading of other’s experiences. Thus I thought I would write about my experiences in the woods to take you along with me to experience what I see and feel while hunting.
Hunting is not about the kill, it’s about the harvest and God’s beauty; experiencing God’s creation first hand. This is why I love to hunt.
It’s the million bright stars against the dark crisp early morning sky as I walk to my stand; it’s the hoot of the first morning owl as it calls to its mate; it’s the crunch of fall leaves under my feet and the crack of a breaking stick as I strive to be quiet. It’s the cool of the water through my boots as I cross the sandy yet rocky winding creek; it’s the smoosh of my foot in the muddy bank next to the footprint of the raccoon, fox and mink, and it’s the fog of my warm breath in the cold morning air as I stand gazing up at the fading stars. As I find my way further down the deer trail dawn awakens the birds, squirrels and other creatures; their calls profoundly echo through the woods. Squirrels scurry down the trees to forage for their breakfast on the forest floor, as the deer stop momentarily for a drink of creek water on their way to bedding areas. As I walk up to my stand I remove my daypack and tie it to my hanging rope to be pulled up later; my bow too is secured safely. My foot is silent as it steps onto the bottom rung of the ladder stand. As I climb my boot slides against the clip holding the ladder rungs and squeaks; my body flinches as though a fingernail was scratching a chalk board, and I stop cold to not alert the woods of my presence. Silently I slowly climb to the top maneuvering my safety harness and rope to security; at last I am here. I can breathe, relax, and sit. First I must pull up my bow and pack. With each pull of the rope I watch as my pack and bow twirl in the dawn light. Once up I organize my supplies for the long haul for the utmost quietness throughout the day. I am settled in, ready for the hunt. The excitement begins. I stare around the woods searching for movement of any kind; horizontal lines which might be a deer back or vertical lines which might be a deer leg. Tree limbs drive me crazy thinking they are possibly a deer until I am used to my surroundings. Squirrels searching the leaves for acorns and nuts alert me to slowly turn to see if a deer approaches.
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The first day in a stand is the most exciting and the best chance to harvest a deer. As dawn offers itself to a new day the sun shines golden on the sycamore tree limbs. Blue hues change each moment as the sun rises full. God’s beautiful creation amazes me every second. Sycamores sway in the fall breeze while their bright whiteness contrasts against the deep blue sky of November. Blue jays call their raspy tune back and forth echoing through the empty tree tops. Minutes go by; hours fall away as I enjoy the peacefulness. The breeze across my face, the warming sun on my cheek, the noise of the wildlife busy making ready for winter all encompass my soul and fill my heart with delight. All at once I hear a pattern of steps in the leaves diverse from the squirrel. My heart begins to race as from the corner of my eye I see a deer leg, then an antler. Slowly I manage my weapon ready to shoot, but there is no shot clear enough. My heart stops beating loud as I watch this beautiful majestic animal wander his way down the path searching for a doe. God has truly blessed me. Being so close to nature, walking with nature in its path is unexplainable; joy unspeakable for me. As the day winds down and the creatures of day go to their beds and the creatures of night begin to awaken I climb down from my stand. I hate to see night fall as my hunt is over. I must go back to my busy world of life. Being close to God’s beautiful wondrous creation is something I want to share with those I love. I am thankful and blessed to have had the opportunities to hunt and be in the outdoors and teach others of its beauty and joy. Photos taken by Judy Erwin Branham
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Pass Your Passion onto our Future
Why is it important to take kids hunting? By Christy Turner
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eing a parent, mentor or a role model to a child is the richest reward you could ever receive in this world. Money cannot buy this reward for you but it does cost your time. I know this can be hard this day and age when most families have both the mother and father working out of the home to make ends meet. Or single parents raising children trying to play both the father and mother role, it is hard to give extra time. My husband and I both have full time jobs and our children are involved in after school activities, music lessons and 4-H. It feels like we run and run every day and don’t have time to just enjoy our time with each other before we have to run off to our next activity or homework. The outdoors and hunting season is very important to our family. This is our time as a family to enjoy hours of each other’s time and exploring what God has created in nature. I believe these
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I think it is important for kids to go hunting because they get to go outside and have fun. I have been hunting with my family since I was little and I love every second of it. I love having a good feeling inside of me knowing we are going to get something. Callie 9 years old, Deer hunting is her favorite hunt.
and hiking through the woods and sitting patiently for hours, you might not even see a deer. But you will sit in silence just mother and daughter and watch the sun rise together. You may watch a beautiful red bird peck at the ground right in front of you. Have a swarm of butterflies fly right next to you, or witness a squirrel get mad at you for sitting in their tree. It’s these little gifts God has given us that we miss sometimes in our
last nine years of taking my girls hunting, fishing and camping has taught them to respect nature. I feel it has taught them several life skills and have helped them build strong characters. Callie and Cassie are not sitting inside playing the newest video games on the market; they are outside exploring Mother Nature. They understand even with waking up at 5:00am in 30 degree weather
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very busy lives. I believe it is important especially for women to teach our youth about the outdoors. To let them realize it is not just a Manley thing or bragging rights about trophy hunting. But on how important it is to preserve our habitats and wildlife management. Also as a mother I try to teach my kids and I try and feed my family to eat as healthy as possible. Fresh organic meat at our family table that we worked hard for is much appreciated. We process our own meat and Callie and Cassie always help. When it is a deer one of the girls had shot I write their name on the package. So when I cook that meal, I always say; “Thank you Callie” or “Cassie” “for this nutritious meal you worked hard for and provide for the family.” The smile on their face says it all and they usually have a happy plate after dinner. I don’t believe it is ever too early or too late to start taking a kid out hunting, fishing, hiking, or exploring. It does the soul good and the bonding
I think it is important for kids to get outside and sit in a stand and watch for deer. To see what is out there instead of playing video games. It is especially good with your family. I like feeding my family and eating fresh meat. Cassie Turner 9 years old, Dove hunting is her favorite hunt.
experience is worth more than gold. I know there is so much information on this topic about getting kids involved in the outdoors so I thought it would be fun and interesting to hear what some of my lady friends thought of the subject. Here is what some of the ladies had to say;
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Jana and Jim made a surprise visit during archery class to a one-room schoolhouse in Montana.
It is absolutely critical that we take the time to get our youth into the great outdoors if we plan to pass on our hunting heritage. When people love something they are willing to protect it. By introducing kids to the fundamentals of hunting and fishing we are not only teaching them HOW but we are teaching them WHY. Hunting is not killing, but all about living; how all living things work in conjunction to one another and its habitat. How we hunters truly love and care for the wildlife more than any other group in our country. I also believe that hunting teaches our children how to be more connected to their food sources and to care for the environment. We live in a very fast-paced world and today’s youth are involved in so many extracurricular activities and many have their heads buried in proverbial cellphone sand. I think spending time outdoors, away from all the distractions of society is so important for self-confidence, teaching patience, and creating a deeper connection to the planet. If we don’t introduce our passion for hunting and fishing to the younger generations, who is going to fight for our hunting heritage and more importantly…the wildlife that hunter’s dollars sustain? Jana Waller Skull Bound TV www.skullboundtv.com
Jana and 13 year old Taylor on their Alaska Moose adventure
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Growing up on a farm in Missouri, I had always been around hunting as a young child. It gives a child the knowledge and an education of the importance of respecting the animal they are hunting and also the respect of the firearm, and nature in general. None of the above can be experienced in a text book or from all of the modern electronic devices available in our modern times. I believe it helps build character and an all-around positive attitude of self-confidence. Pat Hendrixson, Indiana Hunting is so very important, and even more so in the days we live in. To ensure that our values are carried on throughout future generations we must be teaching our kids. The very best way to do this is to take them with you. By teaching them where their food comes from you’re not only giving them valuable lessons in life but your training them up to be skilled, well rounded individuals, who know how to provide for themselves when they are older. They get to learn about the value of a life. What better way to teach than in real life situations from field to plate? Megan DeHann A mom in Montana
Pat has been hunting for 55 years.
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