Monday, March 26, 2018

Member Profile: Land Tawney

Founding Board Member/President Land Tawney

Name: Land Tawney

Occupation:  President & CEO, Backcountry Hunters & Anglers

How long have you been a member of Hellgate Hunters & Anglers?  
Since its inception

How did your passion for wildlife, wild places, and fair chase hunting and fishing blossom?  From an early age on my dad’s back while he fished the Big Hole river, in the duck blinds down the Bitterroot, or literally walking in my father’s footsteps up steep snow-covered mountains in pursuit of wapiti.

Favorite/most memorable hunting/fishing story? 
One of my greatest joys as a father is seeing the great outdoors through my children’s eyes.  It reminds me of my own upbringing and inspires my work today.  Seven years ago, my wife and I took our then two-year-old daughter on her first camping trip up Rock Creek, the famed blue-ribbon trout stream just east of Missoula.  No one slept the first night as the novelty of sleeping in a tent was just too exciting for our restless young one.

Knowing that our trip hung in the balance, I put Cidney in the car and we headed upriver while my wife got some much needed rest.  Cid fell asleep in no time and I seized the opportunity.  Finding a nice stretch, I pulled over, rolled down the window closest to the river and locked the doors.  She was finally asleep and it was time for me to steal a few casts.  In no time I had two small brown trout which I kept for dinner.

That evening when we were preparing our meal, I let Cid handle the fish.  She gazed upon these new creatures, one in each hand.

I looked down at her and said, “You know, Cid, we are going to eat those for dinner tonight.”

She looked up at me with trusting, inquisitive eyes, back down at the fish and one last look at me.  She then proceeded to take a big ol’ chomp out of one of the fish. 

“Cid, we have to cook ‘em first!” I exclaimed.

Have you ever been lost? 
Yes…the first time my dad and I split up in the woods we had a designated meeting spot at dark.  It started to get dark and I started to get nervous.  I hit a trail that I thought was another trail and walked the wrong direction until it got dark.  I sat down, gathered my wits and figured out I was on the wrong trail and started back the other way…soon I heard the horses and then saw my dad’s flashlight.  I was relieved to say the least.  His first words out of his mouth?  Where is your gun…


Favorite River/Hunting snack?  Dry salami, Triscuits and hot pepper cheese

Have you ever given away your Honey Hole?  Yes…and we haven’t heard from that SOB since

If you had to pawn everything- what hunting /fishing item could you not live without?  The Irish lass…my 14 ft. Aire

Choose your weapon: fly rod, rifle, or bow? Shotgun

What hunting/fishing adventures are on your bucket list? Alaska

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