Big Game, Game On
After I got settled in Montana I quickly became passionate about the outdoors. The fishing experiences were life changing to me, and the inspiration quickly began pouring in. I exploited the outdoors to the maximum in Iowa. Sometimes I would drive to the nearest green space on the map, park the jeep and set out into the woods. Taking with me into the great Iowa wilderness a can of soup and a tarp, spending the day next to a fire, perhaps overlooking the local reservoir, enjoying the solitude. This was fun for a while, but the eye sores of homeless shelters, telephone lines, fences, the occasional domestic peacock, and garbage scattered across the landscape eventually turned me off from this sort of activity. I was really looking for an escape and my home state just didn't have the public land mass to support such adventures or secluded excursions. Little did I know that in a few years, I would be walking trails th...