09/30/2026
I’m not often speechless… but today was one of those days.
At 77 years old, after everything my mom Linda has been through this past year, she was lucky enough to draw a Maine moose permit. And today, she filled that tag.
My son Shawn was her guide, and my brother and I got to be right there with her for all of it. My daughter Danielle also came up to cover for me in the lodge so I could go. ❤️❤️
We spent two days hunting, laughing, calling and just having an absolute blast. We saw six moose, and Mom even passed on a couple bulls along the way.
Then today it all came together.
We were set up calling on a road when a bull came running across about 50 yards away. Mom had literally seconds to make the shot.
And apparently she decided this was the perfect time to turn into Annie Oakley. 😂
She pulled up, fired, and made an absolutely PERFECT shot. Double lung.
He tumbled and never got back up.
And then came the part I don’t think I’ll ever be able to put into words.
Standing there with my mom, my brother, and my son, three generations of our family together, knowing everything Mom has been through this year… I just looked around and tried to take it all in.
Shawn got to guide his 77 yr old grandmother and my brother and I got to stand beside our mom and watch her do something none of us will ever forget.
For those couple of days, nothing else mattered. We laughed, we picked on each other, we hunted, and we were just a family together in the woods.
You wish you could bottle up moments like that and keep them forever.
The bull was incredible, and I couldn’t be more proud of Mom. But years from now, it won’t be the size of the moose or even that perfect shot that I remember most.
It’ll be the four of us standing there together.
This one went straight into the memory bank.
It just doesn’t get any better than this.
Way to go, Mom.