History of RGG
I am native to the eastern plains of Colorado; I grew up 14 miles north of Byers. I have always been drawn to the open spaces and the wild places. I was blessed with the opportunity to grow up on a ranch and found plenty of chances to sneak out with my Dad and uncles and chase the local game. When I was 5 years old I started carrying a bb gun and shortly there after I shot my first rabbit. I remember taking my hunter safety class three times, once when I was old enough, and then again with my sister, and the final time with my younger brother it never bored me. I shot my first Antelope when I was 12, one shot with my Dad’s 243. My Uncle Dutch took me Elk hunting when I was 14; I have never been that cold in my life. December found uncle and I up the Troublesome Creek with about 20 inches of snow on the ground, and a temperature of -38 below it was cold. That was all that stood between success or failing my first mountain hunting expedition. To this day I have not tasted a better elk steak!
I started guiding hunts when I was 14 with my black lab Buddy. I have as much fun taking someone on a hunt as I do hunting myself. My first hunting experience with a guide did not come until I was in my twenties and after that I realized that would be a good job for me. I take a great deal of pride in knowing the land and the game we are pursuing. I hope everyone who hunts with me leaves with memories that last them for ever, and many years after there hunt the memories are as vivid as the day they left.