Background

First Post! And it only took me a little over year to do so. I figure a little background info is in order just so people understand my points of reference.

I grew up in the farm country of eastern Ohio where the land is a mix of rolling farmlands and square woodlots. Pretty much spent my youth chasing critters around the woods, starting with grasshoppers and frogs before gradually progressing to larger game animals, such as deer and turkey. My father was an avid hunter and began taking me along at the age of five. In first grade, Santa brought me a 4-10 single-action shotgun (he was so much cooler back then) and by third grade I could actually hold the gun to my shoulder and fire it without injuring myself or others. In sixth grade, I took my first deer. By eighth grade, I was a whitetail hunting fanatic. By tenth grade, I was known as Daniel Boone (based off the popular Disney characterization of the real man, I assume) since I basically lived in the woods. In twelfth grade, the principal threatened to fail me if I missed anymore days of school just to go hunting. And at the age of twenty-one, after moving to Seattle, I became completely disillusioned with the sport and just stopped doing it. Nothing. Not even the thought of hunting entered my mind. And then three years ago, somewhat randomly, I decided to start hunting again. And now here I am. Still looking for my first big success. Humbled and Hungry.