5MilesBack
"DADDY"
I first met one particular GW in 2010. He and his partner were parked on the side of the road with a spotting scope out the window. I was hiking back to my truck after a day of elk hunting during archery season. I had to walk right past their truck so we talked. I asked them what they were doing, they replied that they had been watching this giant pronghorn up in the timber. Then he asked what tag I had and asked where I was camped. He said he'd drop in sometime later in the season.
Several days later he pulled into my camp, I offered him a chair and some coffee, and we sat there talking while drinking coffee. He never did ask to see my license, that year or since. We have become pretty good friends over the years. I told him he's welcome in my camp anytime for food or drink, whether I'm there or not. He's taken me up on it a few times.
Several days later he pulled into my camp, I offered him a chair and some coffee, and we sat there talking while drinking coffee. He never did ask to see my license, that year or since. We have become pretty good friends over the years. I told him he's welcome in my camp anytime for food or drink, whether I'm there or not. He's taken me up on it a few times.
