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Title: tributes to hunting friends
Post by: ozy clint on May 03, 2018, 03:42:08 AM
 a friend of mine, Paul Rea, (PaulR on here) who i hunted with in New Zealand among other places, sadly passed away recently after a battle with cancer. my other friend Mark Pitts, with whom Paul and I hunted together with, are going to NZ again in a couple of weeks.

his wife and children have asked us to take some of his ashes with us and spread them somewhere. we have the spot picked out. it's where paul stalked a bedded bull tahr above the tree line.
we have also thought of each taking one of paul's arrows and shooting them high into a tree somewhere as a personal  tribute that we can later pass by on future hunts.


this leads me to my question- what are some of the tributes you have done or heard about? a tribute to a friend and hunter.
Title: Re: tributes to hunting friends
Post by: cacciatore on May 03, 2018, 03:49:57 AM
I am sorry for the loss of your friend, I remember when you posted that story here. That tribute is what everyone of us looks for and hopes from his friends.
I am been blessed to don't have lost any partner yet.
Title: Re: tributes to hunting friends
Post by: Pete McMiller on May 03, 2018, 06:51:30 AM
Clint, I think what you have planned is a fitting tribute and one you will remember forever.  Many ways to commemorate a buddy but the point is to remember and reflect on who he/she was and the meaning to your life.  As simple as lifting a glass and toasting a memory is many times the start of a lot of stories.
Title: Re: tributes to hunting friends
Post by: Wile E. Coyote on May 03, 2018, 11:39:20 AM
When a longtime supporter and member of our local traditional archery community passed away we asked members of the community to each bring one of their personal arrows to the service. At one point in the service, his son stood in front of the congregation holding his fathers quiver and we each walked up in line and placed our arrow in his fathers quiver. It was a very moving gesture.