For quite a few seasons, the innermost pocket of my hunting pack has held a scrap of paper designed by my then-6-year-old daughter. It features a crude rendering of a grinning bull elk and the inscription, "Good Luck, Daddy!" Unfortunately, she'd later slashed a big X through this happy vignette. On the flipside it reads, "DAD IS MEAN!" That seems to capture the oft-shifting moods
of Lady Luck. From time to time, I'll pull the thing out without looking at it, flip it onto my wrist coin-toss-style, and then look at it to see which side comes up. I cannot say that "Good Luck, Daddy" has ever sent me on a beeline to a Booner bull. But it never fails to make me smile, step a little softer, and look a little harder.