I still had to calm myself down and finish the race. At this moment, I truly understood what it meant to have a hunter’s heart. I knew it what coming from his heart and it was what he wanted. He wrapped his arm around me, looked at me, and said, “This is for you.” I calmed myself down, and when we met up with Guy, he had a huge smile on his face. He had spotted it and had waited years to take a huge buck. I couldn’t hear anything until Tyler said, “We are on our way.” Tyler informed me that Dayne and Guy had found a shooter and that Guy wanted me to have the opportunity to take this huge buck.Īs we drove for 20 minutes on our way to meet Dayne and Guy, I was nervous and had butterflies in my stomach. I was hunting with Tyler, one of Dayne’s guides, when he received a phone call from Dayne. We saw some nice bucks but nothing in the 200 class range. We had hired a guide named Dayne Barnes from Barnes Outfitters in Nevada, and we had been hunting with him for three days. And, for the last seven years, he has had to make “tag soup.” He says, “James, it’s not about the hunt but the experience with the people around me.”įast forward to the morning of September 17th. For the last seven years that I have known Guy, he has purchased a Nevada landowner tag for mule deer in search of that ultimate trophy. Still, it’s not a bad deer by any stretch of the imagination. Unfortunately, after years of hunting for trophy mule deer, he has only taken a mule deer with a score of around 170". He loves hunting, but his main passion is mule deer hunting. Guy has hunted the world, and his name is listed in many hunting record books. He always said, “James, we are going to get you a big elk.” Sure enough, he delivered a big 6圆 that is now hanging in my man cave. I quickly learned that for Guy it wasn’t about the hunt but the experience to share with his boys and friends.Īs I became more excited about big game hunting, Guy arranged for me to go on a landowner rifle elk hunt in Utah with a guide since I had not drawn any tags yet. He taught me about the importance of equipment, safety, and preparing for the hunt. Guy taught me about odds, statistics, and what areas I should put in for as he shared his wisdom and passion for this great sport. The journey followed with our monthly anticipation of the magazine and the time to put in for tags. Actually, the first year I met him, I received my first issue of the Huntin’ Fool magazine as a gift from my new friend at Christmas. Over the next seven years, Guy took me under his wing and taught me a lot about hunting. Never could I have realized the magnitude of his giving heart until that brisk morning on September 17th as the sun was rising. He seemed like a nice person with a big heart. Instantly, I recognized his passion for the outdoors, conservation, and hunting. I met my neighbor, Guy Torres, seven years ago as he was loading up his ATV for a hunt. My first muzzleloader mule deer hunt was this last September, but it actually started seven years ago.
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