About four or five years ago I was on a hunting trip with my grandfather. I am nineteen now, so I must have been fourteen or fifteen at the time. I had been hunting for a few years by this point and I had grown up on a lot of a few acres and my grandparents lived close by with fifty acres that bordered public land and some old logging land. So I have spent a very good portion of my life in the forest and was no stranger to the wilderness.
This all takes place in northern Idaho. Id rather not disclose exactly where, for the sake of the residents of the area. I will just say that this all happened a little over 1o miles north of the largest ski resort in the area, so if you’re from around here you’ll know the area I’m referring to.