I consider myself truly blessed to have grown up in Northern Michigan. With its rich soil, breath taking lakes, and acres of land filled with wildlife I had no trouble finding adventure as a kid. Growing up with a dad as an avid hunter it didn't take me long to get the hunting itch. I can remember sitting on a stump in the middle of the woods as the blistery, winter wind tore at my face. Patiently I would wait for my chance to take down a "big boy". I'll never forget my first harvest and the time I got to spend with my dad in the outdoors. Hunting not only became something I enjoyed doing, it became part of my very core and I was determined to pass down that same heritage to my children.

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