I feel sorry for the next generations. There is no way my nephews will ever be able to duplicate those experiences. And that's sad.
Sad, indeed.
My nephews have been wanting to hunt out west with me for several years. I've encouraged them to initiate the point game, but they gasp when they see some of these prices. It's hard for a youngster/college student to fathom a cost such as this. Especially when viewing life through young eyes and considering things like planning a future, buying a home, starting a family.
They are true 'it's in-their-blood, hunt-to-eat, live for hunting season' type fellas, but have no choice but to spend at least the next few years just hunting whitetails, ducks, and trapping around home - listening to stories and only dreaming of the western game.
Even I myself have had to go from two or three trips a year to just one hunt (and maybe a scouting trip).
I know, it's easy; all you have to do is skip the steak house twice a month, drive a beater, pack your lunches - whatever it takes to get the tags...Easy for me. Tell these young guys they just can't go on dates, or they'll have to live with the folks, or catch rides everywhere with their buddies, just to hunt with uncle Festus. I bet they pick the girls over me every time and stick to the 'shoot the first horns you see' kind of PA hunting that they think is as good as it gets.
And try to get them to care about or become advocates for public land. They just don't get it because they've not experienced it. Hopefully they can before it's too late...
Kind of puts a kink in the rails of the 'run outa health before you run outa money' train of thought.
I guess it all stems from the desire within and the choices we make.
End of rant. Thanks for listening. See you in Wyoming next year - God willing and the creek don't rise.