Thanks Dad!

Tomorrow marks the 3rd anniversary since my Dad passed away. As I've said before, I am going to try to do something every year that we enjoyed doing together. I don't want to sit around and be sad, I want to go enjoy the day and remember the good things. I appreciate all that we were able to do together and the love of the outdoors that I have because of what we did. I never bow hunted with my Dad and I actually taught him how to Fly fish later in life but we spent a lot of time camping, boating, snowmobiling and just having a lot of fun outside. That is what made me love t to be outside and it's morphed over the years to somewhat of an obsession for me. The funny thing is when I go out and smell that distinct "fall" smell, or feel the cold wind against my face while the leaves are rustling, the memories just flood my brain. Being on a four wheeler out in Idaho riding down a trail, or on some wild goose chase on a snowmobile that about got us lost and we had to ride out on the main highway to get home. All of the great things that I did with my Dad and all of my family. Those are the things I want to remember and try to pass on to my kids. I don't know if my kids are going to enjoy hunting when they get older, but I do know they will remember the experiences and the sights, smells and sounds of being out. Just like those senses trigger the memories in my brain, I hope they do the same for my kids and they have fond memories of time spent outdoors with their family. That is the greatest tribute I can give to my Dad. His legacy and love can live on through his posterity. If that isn't what it's all about, what is it?

So here I sit watching the snow fall and the roads get packed and wonder what am I going to do?

Fishing, hunting, or just taking the kids out to shoot or something? All I know is whatever it is I do, it is a tribute to a great man and father that is sorely missed.