After 22 years in the United States Navy, my wife and I have gotten used to having friends, and making lifelong friends, in all of our many duty stations. Actually, that is one of the many benefits I came to enjoy about the Navy. As I neared retirement, I grew apprehensive about how we would adapt to a new area and the making of new friends, especially with the dreaded “civilians”.
I am pleased to report that after our first season, we can’t say enough good things about the owners, employees, and hunters of Cheyenne Ridge. The Weinreis family went out of their way to make our adjustment a smooth one, treating us more as family than employees. Everyone associated with Cheyenne Ridge did everything they could to get us what we needed to get moved in and be successful. From Chef Carl’s advice to Kerri, Head Guide Jim Lawhon’s guided tour of Signature Lodge to our children, Pam Reichert’s getting the kids registered in school, to Cinda Ross showing us where everything was at the lodge, and Ross Juelfs accepting our Lead Guide position at North Platte.
Our hunters embraced our changes, the homemade biscuits and gravy served in the blinds, sweet tea, and homemade breads all were well received. Recipes were exchanged on various entrees such as prime rib, pies and even fried rabbit, as well as ideas on how to traverse barbed wire (which I especially appreciate Bub!) and many stories of great hunting memories here at the North Platte. As one of our recent clients that we are lucky enough to now call friend told us, “I continue to brag on Cheyenne Ridge, telling everyone that any day throughout the season, you are guaranteed to limit out here”. I was quick to point out that there wasn’t any guarantee any guide I knew of would put into writing. But, he said in all the time he had been hunting here, the end of the season were great hunts.
We have met hunters from all over the United States and even outside the country and made good friends that we look forward to seeing again. I know that I have found a great job that allows me to, once again, find a different breed of people; the outdoorsman, conservationist and hunter. Our new friends have passed up on a limit, to watch the birds work the decoys and spill air as the guides called them in. They came from a thousand miles away, really just to see their dog work in some of the most challenging yet beautiful scenery. We have passed on big game, watching as they sparred so that the genetics could be passed on, and we could stand in awe of nature’s majesty. I don’t miss the comradery of the Navy, because I have found new shipmates to share my experiences with. So as the weather turns cooler, and we look towards the northern skys for the flights moving south, Kerri and I will hold a bed and spot in the blind for ya’ll.





