Touching thread starter, even though I can't personally relate to the situation...I think it touches on allot of things hunters/shooters feel, or will feel at some point in their lives. I personally have a love of varmint hunting (groundhogs here at home, coyotes, crows, gophers out west)/grouse....and while I'm content doing that solo about 90% of the time, I very much enjoy good company while I'm out there. I say "good" company because I've had allot of experience with the opposite. I've been out with guys (experienced, and who I like outside of hunting) who are incredibly competitive, have poor gun safety habits....and others who I'd be happy letting have nearly every shot. Guys like that feel more like brothers than anything else, every day in the field with them is made so much better because of their companionship. Seems the latter are content with a day or two a year getting out...and I pounce on every opportunity I get almost all year long. (maybe 3 outings a month) So, I'm flying solo...or...facing a day of frustration. I'm in the dark side of my 40s, so I don't often give-in to that kind of temptation any more. I know them, and myself too well.
I realize it may fall way short of the comradery (sp?) felt by a group of guys getting together for a solid week+ every year....but...I think I can relate on some level. Great when you can share your favorite pastime with people you care about, and there certainly is a sense of loss when you can't.
On a side note, a close friend of mine lost his dad recently (and suddenly) and the guy had a nice collection of guns he had told his son...my friend...he wanted him to have. My buddy got his FSC and PAL process going as soon as possible and is waiting for the PAL to come in. Meanwhile, nervous about the guns being in the house...his step-mom (widow) asked a local gun shop to hold onto them on her behalf until my buddy got his PAL. She's now having second thoughts about turning the guns over to him and my friend is distraught about it. Sounds as though she may not have all her faculties so it's a pretty sad situation. Anyhow, I thought about that situation when I read the thread starter as I'd heard so much about him and his loss was an enormous blow to my friend. As a younger man, he'd hunted plenty with his dad but years...marriage...kids all took their toll on that tradition. Not sure why I typed all that out, except to say that indeed...memories are what matters and at times, they're better than the situation we may find ourselves in at the moment.
Hoping everyone has a fruitful, safe fall hunting season.