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Five men from one Idaho family take different roads that lead to a single profession.
Hunting was in our blood; we all had a rifle of some sort from the time we knew how to pull a trigger. The elk and deer are plentiful in Idaho—some of the largest in the world. We couldn’t wait for October so we could head for the hills. Our favorite years were in Island Park where we particularly had good luck with the elk, standing around the campfire and enjoying good stories of years past and being with family.