The food tables were groaning with this past year's hunting harvest, and as usual, it was all outstanding. The idea is to showcase local hunters young and old and how to sustainably harvest meat from the wild while remaining staunch stewards of the same. After Scotty's talk, the microphone was passed along to everyone who took their first game last season. Several daughters of local hunters got to tell their stories with their proud parents lending encouragement and support. One young lady, the little sister of another young lady with her first kill also, was about 8 years old and was too shy to tell her story so her dad told it for her. It's a wonderful tradition being passed along out here, father to daughter and son, and it's not just about making the kill. It's about woodcraft, caring for the environment and all the inhabitants of the wilderness hereabouts, knowing when to take the shot safely and when to pass, how to walk the trails of game in safety and watching out for your hunting partners. How to use as much of the kill as possible with as little waste as possible. Very valuable lessons for youngsters to learn early in life from teachers who also learned those same lessons at the same age.
There was also a gun/bow room set up with hunting guns and bows and other hunting equipment as well as mounts from local hunters. Dale had two tables, one with his prized Cooper and his first handmade, custom .243 as well as a table displaying his collection of 62A's from all different years. His buddy Steve had his tables full of his Ruger #1's in different calibres. There were tables of Indian artifacts from local Northwest tribes and a fully functional (including a live hornet!) tree stand.
It was a great evening full of friends and great food, and this year we had over 100 people - a new record! We always look forward to this once a year event, and maybe next year, instead of just bringing my locally famous beer bread, we'll have some game of our own to share.
Enjoy the slideshow!
Trent and I converse with Marissa and Shane (out of sight to Marissa's right)
This is one of Scotty's more recent kills. This momma cougar had killed his daughter's prized 4-H goat and was trying to drag it over the fence, but when she saw Scotty, she decided that a big guy might be a better meal than a little goat. Her mistake, and her last one. She starred in last year's Feed, in a delectable lemon-pepper sauce
The food table, with Greg's wife Corinne making sure it's all perfect and ready for the hungry horde
Scotty (orange hat at podium) tells the rapt audience of the hunt that took down Brutus, the world record Rooseveldt elk. As you see, this wasn't a fancy dress ball out here