I was born and raised in Scottsdale, AZ and when I was very young my parents would send me up to the farm in Utah to get out of the heat and give my grandmother some company. One day I found an old BB gun in an dilapidated shed. I took it to my grandma and asked if we can get it to work? After some work and some help from and uncle we got it to shoot! Well I knew every good hunter had a trusted dog so I grabbed grandmas toy poodle, Poochee, and hit the field. I don't think I ever came back!

I'm still in the field chasing everything that moves every chance I get. Poochee has been replaced with Ziggy and the BB gun is a bit bigger but, I still feel like every day in the field is an adventure as big as the day I took of with an my fathers old rusted BB gun and a little poodle.

One fall we came to South Dakota to visit my father-in-law and our hearts never left South Dakota. In the middle of changing jobs, my wife and I ask where we wanted to live? It didn't take long and we are in the land of hunting and fishing all day and scratching out a living on the side......