Good friend Ted Kuch a Retired Fish and Wildlife endangered species biologist told me about his life as an outdoorsman. I grew up in Connecticut in a non- hunting, non fishing family. When I was 13 years old, I would ride my bike three miles in the dark to go fishing in the morning. My mom would make me a sandwich. I put it in the tackle box in the back of my bike and tie my fishing pole to the bike frame. I mean, that's how rabid I was when I was 18 years old, I found a hunters education course and put myself through that. I shot one pheasant in Connecticut, stocked bird in a wildlife management area, and then I moved west. When I was growing up, I was reading Field Stream magazine and Ted Trueblood was writing about hunting in the West. And I always dreamed of being a biologist living in the West. Hunting and fishing, having a beautiful wife and two point three children. And I'm happy and proud to say that 30 years later, I have lived that dream. I've met your wife. I've met your children. Good for you. Yeah. Yeah. And so I lived in the West to work as a biologist and hunted and fished oftentimes in the steps of Ted Trueblood who was from Idaho, by the way, terrific outdoor writer for Field Stream magazine many years ago. So I grew up doing that in Connecticut, ended up moving west. And now I've been bow hunting elk for 25 years. And to me, there is no point in time and no place I'd rather be on the face of the earth than sometime around September 20th on a mountainside in central Idaho, with the Aspen turning gold and the bull elk bugling in the valley bottom below just after sunrise. That is my idea of heaven on earth.