I had wandered into a small town Farm & Fleet supply store, it was an unfamiliar place that reminded me of stores i’ve never been to. I was looking for shotgun ammo for a gun I had not learned yet, and found myself lost somewhere between the 3's and BBB.

I had ventured north from the suburbs to hunt ducks with my uncle and cousins for the very first time, and while I was excited for a new adventure, I was new to the bog and the blind, and this small town Farm & Fleet supply store.

Many moons have passed since that day and what began as occasional weekend escape, has transformed into a life passion that keeps me busy a field. Chasing after waterfowl and whitetail across northern Minnesota, I find the better parts of myself and the better parts of a world without stain.

As for that small town Farm & Fleet Supply store— I managed to walk out with a box of 12 gauge F’s in hand, and while those would never fly through my grandfathers Ithaca 16 gauge, they are the beginning of my story & journey to the woods.