My taxidermist is cooler than your taxidermist.
I’d spent 24 hours in a stand. I was sore. I was hungry. I was tired. But I got my bear.
Because stories are meant to be shared. And hunts are meant to be celebrated.
“Then the host of the event paid for a shoulder mount because I’m way too poor and we turned that deer into six months’ worth of tasty dishes.”
I don’t know that a memory of taking two bucks would be as sweet as the memory of my son’s reaction.
That final trip was one of the best outings I’ve ever had on the water.