I was raised in Kansas City and attended a private boys' preparatory school. My friends and family expected me to stay in Kansas City, marry a local girl, enter a profession, and enjoy a successful, peaceful country-club life. I'm afraid I disappointed them. As a young boy, I enjoyed nothing more than hunting and fishing with my dad and older brother. In my teens, I got a taste of Wyoming – and I fell in love. I would eventually drop out of college (I'm officially in between semesters) and pursue the life of a ranch hand, and big game guide & outfitter. I have never regretted it. In this book I look back on my years of hunting by recounting stories of some of the adventures I was fortunate enough to experience. They still make me smile; I hope they make you smile as well.