I wish someone had sat me down before I started my personal development as a backcountry hunter to introduce me to some of the topics discussed during the Summit - so that’s the purpose of this article. I want to focus on what it takes to become a DIY backcountry hunter - with an emphasis on planning your first DIY western hunt.
Our journey with our garden so far has been a lot of trial and error in learning the most effective and efficient way to do things. We know that the idea of turning over untouched soil and starting a garden from scratch can be pretty overwhelming and lead to a lot of uncertainty (trust me, I’ve felt it). For this reason, we’ve compiled a list of 5 tips that we feel are most important based off of what we have experienced and the observations that we’ve made as we’ve watched our garden grow!
I don’t think that I can truly say that I have ever felt bored in my entire life. Whenever I have been presented with any amount of free time, I have always filled it with something else on my to-do list. For as long as I can remember, I have dedicated this free time to working towards goals, staying ahead, or working on improving myself in one way or another. Once a major endeavor is completed, I have always been onto the next.
Cooking high-quality wild game meals is more involved than simply throwing a piece of meat on the grill. Unless you have a prime cut like a backstrap or tenderloin, or you just enjoy eating dry, gamey meat, then it’s going to require a little more TLC to make a noteworthy meal. But let’s face it, not all the wild game meat in your freezer are prime cuts.
I will never forget the last time I saw my great- grandmother Connie, my granddad’s mom. She was in a nursing home, her body and mind destroyed by Alzheimer’s disease while my grandpa cried and my grandmother tried to convince her that we were her family and that she really did know us. I was only 12 years old, and it’s a memory forever seared in my brain. Flash-forward 26 years and I’m in the one room assisted living facility that my grandparents shared due to the ravages of neurological disease. Alzheimer’s Disease was now my grandfather's life, like his mother’s. Most days it was the same heartbreaking conversation “ Where do you live? How old are you? What’s your name? That was until he couldn’t talk anymore.
In my near 3 decades of hunting and backcountry experiences, I've hit a point in life where I actually prefer to hunt alone. The solitude I enjoy in the wild creates an intense appreciation for all things nature offers. Loneliness gives way to clarity, which allows me to fully appreciate and understand the meaning of why I'm there. It’s also true that I’m a born introvert. I feel energized by time alone with just my thoughts. NIn my near 3 decades of hunting and backcountry experiences, I've hit a point in life where I actually prefer to hunt alone. The solitude I enjoy in the wild creates an intense appreciation for all things nature offers. Loneliness gives way to clarity, which allows me to fully appreciate and understand the meaning of why I'm there. It’s also true that I’m a born introvert. I feel energized by time alone with just my thoughts. No outside voices or influence, other than the sometimes deafening sound of creeks, storms or wildlife.o outside voices or influence, other than the sometimes deafening sound of creeks, storms or wildlife.
Today is my 20th wedding anniversary. I didn’t wake up to flowers, breakfast in bed, or on a beach in Costa Rica. My morning consisted of doing dishes, folding laundry, cooking breakfast, feeding the chickens, hanging with my girls, and writing this blog. Ryan didn’t get a day off, a good morning kiss, or breakfast at all- he had to wake at 3 am to go to work because it’s Wednesday, a sturgeon opener, and he has a lot of people at work counting on him. We didn’t get each other gifts, we didn’t have an elaborate plan, or a plan at all. This is called life, and it’s not an Instagram dream.