First hunt......

I was fresh out of high school and got invited to go one weekend. I wasn't really too thrilled with the idea...at the age of 19 if I got out of bed on a weekend before noon I considered myself to have gotten up early. I honestly didn't think there was any fun to be had at 5:00 in the morning.

I'll never forget the morning. We had one dog, probably five guys and about the same amount of rifles amongst us. On the way into the property, the dog bails out of the back of the truck and runs off into the woods. Everyone gets excited and after just a little bit he starts barking. Everyone takes off running like a gang of banshees, so I just fell in! Got there and shot the hog. We drug the hog out, loaded everything back up and was back to the guys house in less than an hour. Like most sports I've become involved in, the first time was just way too easy and I though to myself right then and there, "Heck, even *I* can do that!" That was 16 years ago....the rest is history.