J. Krueger

So, there I was deep in the forest, surrounded only by trees and the spirit of the beast who I knew was lurking nearby. One night after a long day of hunting, John decided he was going to partake in a manhunt. I decided that this was a moment I needed to seize, and I asked if I could join him. Game on. This hunt was what hunters dream about packing in all your gear, climbing up a tree, placing your stand, and waiting for the monster. We hiked in, stored our gear and went to survey the area. John was on point and took me to the edge of the Beaver Pond. We crouched there under two giant pines to gaze upon a majestic Eagle flying overhead. In my eyes, this was a sign. Today was going to be a spectacular day. I picked out a spot, policed up all my gear, established a rally point with John and departed to my site. Upon arrival, I limb up the tree and place my climber. Now we play the waiting game. Forty-five minutes later, along comes a small 6 point just prancing through the forest without a care in the world. I observe him for about 10 minutes before he prances off. Darkness falls, and we begin our trek back to camp. That was what hunting is all about.
This being my second entry, I still have some thanks to give out. Tom and Brad, thanks for introducing me to Muskie fishing on a fly rod. That was eye opening and a great day on the river. Jake, your hard work and light spirit kept camp going. Thanks for all the insight and friendship during this weekend. I’ll keep in touch. Finally, John and Kellie, you know the drill but it’s worth repeating. You are the backbone of the foundation and an inspiration to us all. Your dedication and unselfishness are monumental in the foundation and it is apparent to the Warriors. I am glad to have been able to hunt with you as well as share some thoughts and ideas. You are all truly patriots and friends. Thank you again for the experience of a lifetime and memories that will last forever. Semper Fidelis