I never thought of myself as a hardcore hunter until I started to write this story for Prois and took time to think about how much of my life, outside of work and family obligations, revolves around hunting.
Beginning in January, I attend the Sportsmen’s Expo where if I get a “deep down” and the price is right, I’ll book a pig hunt or an elk drop camp. Then it’s to the Internet, applying for licenses/tags for Nevada deer, Wyoming antelope, Colorado elk, and deer in California X Zones. After the paperwork, I’m off to the alfalfa fields with my Cooper .17 HMR to help the farmers in California control their ground squirrels. In March I take to the foothills with my Benelli Sport and slate to call in gobblers. In summer, I satisfy my craving for the woods by fishing and do some practicing at the range. On September 1st, it’s time to fill the freezer; doves in California foothills and Arizona desert, blue grouse in the Sierras, local blacktail deer, Idaho whitetail, Thanksgiving turkey, and if lucky, an out of state draw . I chase after valley and mountain quail until December band-tailed pigeon season and then it starts over.
I admire the woman who takes to hunting on her own initiative. I have been blessed. I owe my start in the sport to the man I married 34 years ago. He taught me how to shoot and is my lifetime hunting partner.
My affection and passion for the hunt first emerged after I put the crosshairs on a blacktail buck in the Sierra Nevadas in 1981 and made the decision to squeeze the trigger. There were tears of joy and sadness, words of gratefulness to the deer gods for allowing my shot to ring true, and thanks for a life quickly given. These emotions I had not felt before and would feel many more times throughout my life. The complete satisfaction and gratitude that I feel when a hunt is terminated in a successful kill after seasons of physical work cannot be associated with anything else that I have accomplished in my life.
Hunting is my inspiration to stay fit. It gives me the opportunity to keep my senses and women’s intuition honed. It has taught me many valuable lessons, especially how to learn from my mistakes. In Idaho after many days of hunting in the rain and snow, I came across a fresh scrape and tracks Next morning, I crept to my vantage point to grunt and watch. A whitetail buck appeared. As I raised my rifle to put him in the crosshairs the sun, which had been scarce for days, peeked out from the clouds. I was looking directly East. All I saw was a bright light. I watched with my naked eyes as he walked into the forest unaware and untouched. Those difficult times have humbled me, given me a greater appreciation for the prowess of my quarry and the ethical importance of the fair chase.
Hunting is my meditation. I can sit for hours, my mind focused on one goal, blocking out all other worries and troubling thoughts. I am at peace. There are times when that peace is broken, a split second decision must be made, or on occasion when I have time for conscious thought, a chance passes without any action…and it is fine.
I have gained a great respect for wildlife. I am an intruder in their home. I have been charged by a bull moose, buzzed by a rattler, stalked by a mountain lion, approached by a bear, and bitten by no see’ums. I have endured the whims of Mother Nature, her below zero temperatures, bone chilling winds, knee deep snow, throat parching heat and have gone more than 10 days without a toilet or a shower. I have had many reflectful encounters. Standing still, deer have approached and sniffed me, I have felt the wind off the wings of snow geese and an owl has replied to my turkey locator call. I have seen wolf tracks in the snow, listened to coyote’s evening serenade and watched a herd of elk mingle within 50 yards of me.
Once successful in a hunt out west, only hard work can be associated with getting game back to camp or the truck. Sometimes that requires hiking miles of rugged terrain to retrieve the deer carrier. Sometimes quartering the animal and packing the meat out on my back is the only way. The reward, fresh backstrap for dinner.
The horns and mounts on my wall tell their own stories; the 25” blacktail that my hunting partner pushed out of the manzanita at 50 yards, the 4×4 muley that I shot across a ravine in Nevada at 330, the antelope whose blood trail I tracked across the Wyoming plains, and the 5×6 Colorado bull that took me three hunting seasons and much sweat and angst to get.
For 13 years I have organized and taught an introductory women’s shooting clinic. Nearly 400 women have overcome their apprehensions and taken their first steps into the world of sport shooting. My daughter, who has hunted since she was 10, inspired me to teach kids how to shoot. Since 2002 I have devoted six months of the year to helping coach the A&A Shooters, a team of over ninety 6th through 12th grade kids in the California Youth Shooting Sports Association trap program. The personal satisfaction that I get from these endeavors, much like hunting, keeps me coming back..
Am I a hardcore hunter… if my most cherished possession is a Winchester Model 70 or there is a ziplock in the glove compartment with permission slips and keys, or if for a laugh I read Bill Heavey, or if in my nightstand there are seven hunting journals, or if I have read Theodore Roosevelt’s “Hunting Trips of a Ranchman & The Wilderness Hunter” or in my wallet are NRA and NWTF membership cards, or if instead of a trip to the spa for my 50th birthday, I bought myself my first guided hunt and my best birthday present ended up being a Deer Triple Crown, a Nevada muley, California blacktail and Idaho whitetail?
As my life passes at an ever increasing rate, I feel a sense of urgency to spend even more time in the field before I can no longer physically do it. Thoreau said it best, “I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately to front only the essential facts of life and see if I could not learn what it had to teach and not when I came to die, discover that I had not lived…” let’s go hunting!
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I was the typical cheerleader, pageant princess, and vegetarian. Although I occasionally went camping and fishing with my family, I did not value the outdoors. Life as I knew it would change, however, the moment I met my future husband, Todd.
When we were dating, Todd introduced me to the world of hunting. I quickly grew a strong appreciation for the wild side of life. I loved that I could harvest my own food. I loved the opportunity to explore the world outside of the urban setting I had always known and called home. Todd and I dated for three years before we married. By the time we tied the knot, Todd had me rifle hunting big game, shooting a bow, and hunting birds of all sorts. In fact, we celebrated our engagement with a pheasant hunt.
Hunting is now the center stone of our family. We took our son Wyatt on his first hike through the woods at 5 weeks old; he joined us on his first deer hunt at 10 months. Wyatt, now 6, has been by my side on many hunts throughout the Pacific Northwest. Not only does my family enjoy the general hunting season available in our region, all family vacations must include a hunting or fishing expedition!
In June 2009, Todd and I traveled to South Africa for our second safari. The hunt had been successful for us both. Unfortunately, while hunting bushbuck near the end of our trip, Todd suddenly fell ill. Within moments, he was lying lifeless in my arms on the side of a remote mountain. I faced the sudden reality that our hunt was over. Life as I knew it was over.
My hunting guide and I reacted quickly and were able to revive Todd. Part of being a good hunter is being prepared for the unexpected. Despite our remote location, we were able to keep our heads calm, stabilize Todd, and seek the medical care he desperately needed. The next day, Todd underwent open heart surgery for a previously undiagnosed heart defect. We were forced to live in South Africa for the summer until Todd regained enough strength to fly home to Oregon.
Many people asked if I would ever hunt again after that terrifying experience. Although I was afraid to venture far from home, I knew I had to get back into the game. In May 2011, I returned to South Africa to complete my hunt with Crusader Safaris. I was eager to complete my Reedbuck Slam. On previous hunts I had harvested mountain and common reedbuck. It was time to take on the elusive vaal rhebuck. The vaalie is considered among the most difficult small plains game species to hunt. Vallies have eyes like eagles, and can quickly maneuver the high, rocky mountain terrain they call home. After several days of busted stalks, falls, scrapes, and bruises, I found myself staring down the barrel of my gun with cross hairs held tightly on a trophy Vaal ram. Balanced precariously and on my tip-toes, I squeezed the trigger and perfectly executed the 275 yard shot. The ram dropped in his tracks. I was the first woman to successfully spot and stalk a vallie with Crusader Safaris. I was back in the game.
Hunting has helped me recognize a self confidence I did not know I possessed. I take pride in the fact that I call myself a huntress. To me, hunting is more than a sport. It is having the stamina to forge the highest mountains, the guts to push your own limits, the wisdom to know when to take the shot, and the stomach to clean your own harvest.
I am honored to have the opportunity to share my love for hunting with others. Not only am I passing on the hunting tradition to my son, I have been blessed with the opportunity to guide many other women into the outdoors. I now train my own bird dogs, and help guide other women through the BOW and Women in the Outdoors programs in Oregon. Over the past several years I have been increasingly active in a variety of wildlife conservations groups, including RMEF, NWTF, Becoming an Outdoors Woman, Women in the Outdoors, SCI, and Sables.
It can no longer be said that “hunting is a man’s sport”. Hunting is also for mothers, daughters, and sisters. It is our responsibility to share our passion for the outdoors and see the tradition is continued!
I am Joella “MS Adventure” Bates, a 50 year-old Wildlife professional
and dedicated outdoors participant.
As the first child of a 52 year-old dad who was a boat dock owner, fishing guide, and a ”crack shot,” I became the “boy” he had dreamed of, although I am a female. I followed in his “outdoor footsteps,” but at his instruction “made my own trails.”
I am not your “typical” girl. After attending the Univ. of TN at Martin on a rifle scholarship and earning a B.S. in Natural Resources Mgt., I became a wildlife officer then a fisheries biologist with the TN Wildlife Resources Agency. I graduated top in my police academy class then beat all 160+ wildlife officers in the 1.5 mile run at our TWRA officer in-service. While working on a M.S. in Fisheries Mgt. from TN Tech Univ. in Cookeville, TN, I took up archery. I quickly became addicted to the adrenaline rush that being “spitting” close to animals brought. My Master’s studies were demanding and I accomplished much studying with books in hand while perched in a tree with my bow.
I am passionate.
I have made my living in male-dominated professions: as a naturalist, wildlife officer, fisheries manager, and environmental scientist prior to becoming a professional archer and outdoors promoter.
My philosophy has been and still is that life is an adventure to be lived outdoors. I try it all and do it all: hunt, fish, and shoot any type of weapon with considerable skill. I love sharing my outdoor passion with others as I write, speak, instruct, coach, sale, and do motivational speaking.
I am recognized, but desire to use it for more service.
As a 2011 inductee into the Legends of the Outdoors National Hall of Fame, a 2005 inductee into the Outdoor Channel’s Circle of Honor, and a 1996 inductee into the UTM Athletic Hall of Fame. I use these awards and the added credentials they bring to open more doors that will enable me to expose more people to my contagious outdoor enthusiasm drawing them to the magical flight of the arrow.
Additionally, I coordinate many events and outfitted hunts for groups – women, children, families, and corporations. The latest event was a Youth Outdoor Adventure Retreat in Arkansas. I am diligently organizing a promotions tour that will celebrate the outdoor lifestyle and showcase my Big 5 collection with a traveling roadshow. My objective is to provide hands-on opportunities to participants at US venues. I do outreach programs focusing on connecting youth and families with the outdoors.
I am a brave accomplished huntress.
In 22 years, I have taken 63 different species with my bows and arrows. I am the first woman bow hunter to harvest a Cape buffalo in 2001; a Wild Turkey Grand Slam in 2004; and the Big 5 (lioness, elephant, Cape buffalo, leopard and green hunted a white rhinoceros) in 2009. I overcame adversities offered by a charging elephant in Zimbabwe, a charging lioness in the Kalahari Desert, and an injury that that took 8 years to heal to accept the challenge of shooting 91 pounds to become the first bow hunter to take the Big 5 of Africa in a single 28 day safari.
I am a champion.
I have claimed five 3-D Archery World Championship Titles – four as a Woman Pro and have earned over $100,000 in tournaments until an arm-wrestling injury in 2003 sidelined me from competition.
I am persistent and committed to life.
Since the Big 5 feat, I undertook the biggest challenge of my life: a hunt for Joella. After an entire adulthood of struggling with obesity, I committed to get me fit and healthy. I have now lost 71 pounds and have found me. I truly love me. Invigorated and feeling beautiful inside and out, I take on new challenges: a marathon, longbow, return to archery competition, and new hunting challenges.
Watch out world. I now live with no excuses which bring on no limits. Yes, if you have not guts, you will not experience the GLORY that adventure brings. I am fulfilling another dream; I am actively involved with ERCO TV which will begin airing in 2012.
I am hardcore.
I am a huntress. I, unlike many huntresses, have gone from hunting boots to high heels, but I seek every day to share my outdoors lifestyle with others and take many women from high heels to hunting boots in hopes they will bring along their children.
It didn’t take long for the bug to get under my skin—the hunting bug that is. I was not raised in a hunting family. Matter of fact, I was on the complete opposite end of the pendulum, a competitive equestrian who grew up on the emerald coast of Northwest Florida. My husband, Richard, created this unbridled monster and it has ran rampant every since.
My hunting world is three-fold. First, a husband and wife hunting duo traveling extensively each year to hunt just about anything edible; second, a mentor and advocate of women hunters dedicated to volunteering my efforts to scout, plan and host economical hunts for women throughout the year; and third, a writer specializing in product reviews of gear I personally field test on various hunts.
My eyes were opened up to hunting when I harvested a buck on my first trip to the woods; however, my heart was stolen on my first turkey hunt. I can still close my eyes and feel every sense I felt that morning as if it were happening in the moment. The morning dew as it lightly seeped through my pant legs. That subtle moment the sun broke the horizon, sending a chill up my spine. Hearing my first booming gobble resonating through the damp woods, bouncing off the pines, sending a spark up the nap of my neck. The sounds of fly-down cackles, clucking, purring and my favorite sound—just short of a gobble—the kee-kee run. But nothing, absolutely nothing, could be as magnificent as watching my first tom strut; morphing from a slim silhouette to a big blob with a few quick steps. The colors, sounds, and the regal way it tucked its head, as it slowly, methodically seemed to float several inches off the ground. It was love at first sight.
That has been 4 years, immeasurable footsteps, many miles and countless hours of all-night road trips, often 20 hours straight driving after 8+ hours of work in the concrete jungle. In that short time, I have been privileged to experience hunting Merriam turkeys in 3 foot of snow in the mountains of Montana. I spent an entire week solo on a self-guided bowhunt for deer and antelope on some beautiful alfalfa fields by the North Platte River of Wyoming. I wore the bruises from belly crawling the rocky basins of Kansas sneaking up on Rio turkeys. I was humbled by my first black bear harvest as I listened solemnly to the death moans echo in the motionless woods of the rocky terrain of beautiful Minnesota.
I have sat patiently hunting whitetail deer in the eerie, leafless cottonwoods of Kansas for countless hours until my lower limbs were numb. I felt the strain in my arms from reeling in a 350-pound gator on the black swampy waters of Central Florida. I have flown by the seat of my pants to successfully hunt 3 different game animals in 3 different states in 8 short days. I have reveled in achieving my personal goals of my first turkey grand slam and successfully harvesting game with rifle, bow, shotgun and muzzleloader in a one-year period. My perseverance and what I have achieved in this sport is something I would not have ever dreamed attainable.
My wish was for every woman hunter to experience the grandeur that I found on my hunts and my dream was to make that possible, especially those who did not have the excess financial means to do so. For that reason, I decided to volunteer my time in finding economical hunts, coordinating and hosting those hunts. That choice brought only one hardship, having to give up a media position that I enjoyed; one that enabled me to educate other women through my writings. A decision I did not have to think twice about because I knew my heart was in the right place.
That has been nearly 2 years and over 2-dozen self-hosted women’s hunts. The heartfelt gratification that I get from seeing other women enjoying camp, the experience of the hunt and, often, their harvest cannot be measured.
I pride myself in being an ethical hunter, passing on the knowledge that I have been fortunate enough to learn from some great mentors. At every opportunity, I believe in giving back to nature what nature has allowed me to enjoy, never taking it for granted. Hunting, sharing with others and committing to conservation is not only a passion; it is a way of life for me.
More than one time I have heard – “Are you the Camp Cook?” “You can’t vote only outfitters can vote “where’s your husband?”. Or how about this one, “ I really appreciate you guiding me and you did a fantastic job, but if my wife calls tell her that I was guided by Don”.
It has been an amazing journey being a huntress all my life, guiding and sharing the outdoors with others. I liked what the mission of the Prios contest entailed and that is why I decided to enter: community involvement, management, and conservation efforts. It is more than hunting it is about the love, the passion, sharing, conserving and getting more people involved in the outdoors. I hope to accomplish this by not only words but example.
Thinking back I can’t remember a time that I didn’t hunt or when I even started hunting! My first memories of hunting were as a young girl following my father with my single shot 22 rifle knowing with my ability once I looked down those open sights and took aim – no animal was safe. My father, I am sure felt the same way – because he carried the bullets.
My husband Jake and I own and operate Upper Canyon Outfitters in Southwest Montana. People are surprised that I am a woman outfitter and guide which has always been been a bit difficult for me to explain – because to me it’s no big deal. It’s just something I love to do. And it’s nothing new: Remember Sacajawea? May not be as many of us but we have been around for a long time.
My role models were my parents, Dad took me hunting and Mom tried hard to make sure I still remained a lady. Mom was concerned that my tomboy attitude would affect my lady like behaviour. With mom’s insistence she taught that it was fine to have grace and tenderness in my life. She taught me to speak up for myself and be confident in whatever endeavors I chose and be respectful. She encouraged me to believe that if something is in your heart then there is no gender. And when you think about it there really isn’t any gender, to me it doesn’t matter who you are what sex, size, shape, age.
Having served for over six years on the Governors appointed Private Land/Public Wildlife Council, a council of citizens representing the interests of hunters, landowners, and outfitters. This position made it possible to help developing solutions and legislation which addresses issues involving hunting, outdoor heritage and help to improve access in Montana. I served on the Western Montana Resource Advisory Council for the Bureau of Land Management from 2001 -2006, providing advice on public land management to the U.S. Department of the Interior. I am currently on the Ruby Water Shed Council and involved community collaboration to share information, education and concerns.
For years my husband and I have taken children with life treating illnesses on hunting trips. While I was president of the Montana Outfitters and Guides Association we developed a program called Big Hearts under the Big Sky. This charitable partnership program provides military service men and women, children who face life threatening illness, and women who suffer the challenges of breast cancer the opportunity to enjoy Montana outdoors at no cost. http://www.bigheartsmt.org/ Currently I am chairing the board for Big Hearts Under the Big Sky.
In 1989 I passed the test to become a licensed outfitter in Montana. We joined the Montana Outfitters and Guides Association, at that time I was told I could not vote – they just assumed my husband was the outfitter. 19 years later I was elected the first women president of the association. I tell you this not because of me, but because times do change and women are welcome in the hunting industry today. According to the NRA women are gaining on men in the purchase of firearms for hunting and personal defense.
I believe hunting is a tremendous privilege that needs our constant attention and support. We are keepers of the future, and we must not waver in our effort to preserve and protect hunting for the sake of our children and grandchildren. We have an obligation to keep informed and offer our help to ensure that future generations will enjoy the same opportunities in the outdoors.
And today I am addressed as Donna not Don – oh what a difference 25 years can make!
It is our honor at Prois Hunting Apparel to be associated with so many amazing women. The 2011 Prois Award brought forward an amazing group of ladies who are hardcore to the bone…and still have time to invest their energy into conservation efforts and community service. Our 2011 Prois Award Recipient, Andrea Fisher, was announced in January of this year. Despite the fact that there can only be one winner for such an award, we at Prois felt it was important to spotlight each of our 12 finalists and their amazing stories! With that…meet Britney Starr!
“Obsessed”, “crazy”, “addicted”, “driven”, “passionate”, “hardcore”, and “extreme” are words that others have used to describe myself and my lifestyle. I agree with them all.
My name is Britney Starr and I was born and bred in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. My existence revolves around hunting and I have been doing it for as long as I can remember. Some of my earliest memories are following my dad while scouting for turkeys and picking up turkey poop to show to him. “Santa” brought me a Browning 7mm mag rifle for Christmas when I was 12 and the following year I harvested my first Caribou with it. I traveled to South Africa on my first safari when I was 16. I have also been hunting whitetail deer, turkey and upland birds since I was 12 along with shooting trap and sporting clays.
In 2000 I was in a car accident that left me in the hospital for six weeks. It also left my arm and wrist severely injured. I was furious because it caused me to miss spring turkey season. I was a freshman in high school at the time and during the next four years I struggled with my injury but still managed to play varsity sports and continue hunting. I even went on my second safari. During my junior year I had additional surgeries on my wrist which caused a bone infection. I carried an IV bag that pumped antibiotics directly into my heart 24 hours a day. As it neared Michigan’s deer season my dad and I formulated a plan to go to deer camp. My mom protested, but I assured her that I would be fine. Come hell or high water, I was NOT missing another hunting season. I walked through the woods with a backpack holding the IV bag and pump and climbed (one handed) into my tower blind with my rifle slung across my back. Hardcore? Maybe. Crazy? Yes.
Side Note: My IV came out while I was asleep one night at camp. My dad had to shove it back in my arm and I was bleeding everywhere. Please don’t tell my mom-she still doesn’t know.
These struggles only ignited my passion for the outdoors. I realized that I wanted to make hunting a way of life and not just a hobby. I attended Western Michigan University and acquired a B.A. in journalism in hopes that I would become an outdoor writer. By the time I graduated college my dad and I had been on three safaris and were both working for a safari outfitter as U.S. Representatives. A few years later we decided to start our own safari company (Starr & Bodill African Safaris). I couldn’t be more ecstatic with our business venture. I am fortunate to spend three months out of the year traveling to Safari Club International shows around the mid-west and helping our clients make their safari dreams a reality. Our company donates numerous safaris every year to organizations like SCI, Kids Hunting for a Cure, RMEF, etc. I strongly believe that helping these organizations raise funds is imperative to the conservation of our hunting heritage and allowing future generations to experience what I have been privileged enough to experience thus far.
I recently started writing gear reviews for The Women’s Outdoor News online. I can’t tell you how ecstatic I am to have the opportunity to write about outdoor products and network with other women that share my obsession for the outdoors and similar lifestyle. When I was growing up I literally thought I was THE ONLY girl that hunted. There were no women’s hunting clothes available and I had to wear my dad’s hand me downs. I am currently on a mission to replace all of my hand me downs with women specific hunting apparel. I love the fact that women have options with their gear now and several companies (Prois being one of them) offer practical gear for hardcore huntresses.
Hunting has become not only an obsession, addiction, and passion for me but it has truly become my way of life. I don’t feel it is necessary for me to list every single animal I have harvested in this essay, as I believe that hunting is more about the experience than the trophy. I cherish every minute I spend in the outdoors along with the memories it brings. Nothing is more sacred to me than the feeling of inner peace I experience during the journey. I will continue to contribute to conservation efforts and network with other women who hunt or aspire to become involved in the outdoors. The bond between fellow hunters and huntresses is unbelievably strong and I am blessed to be a part of this industry. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and considering me for the Prois Award.
Próis Hunting & Field Apparel, the leading manufacturer of performance-driven hunting clothing for women, continues to celebrate females who dominate in the field with its annual Próis Awards. And the competition will be stiff, as there is only one winner who will take home the coveted prize: a hunt of a lifetime for Elk, Mule Deer, Whitetail and Wolf in the pristine Canadian Rocky Mountains with Savage Encounters and Sports Afield Editor-in-Chief, Diana Rupp. Plus, she’ll be fully outfitted with the latest hunting gear from top equipment manufacturers and Próis Awards sponsors — a killer package that rings in at more than $25,000 in value.
“Próis and its contest partners are passionate about recognizing strong, successful female hunters who consider hunting a lifestyle, and are involved in conservation, management and the hunting community,” says Kirstie Pike, CEO for Próis Hunting & Field Apparel. “We had over 70 entries for this contest and the competition was stiff. The top 12 finalists were determined by our panel of judges and each woman had an amazing story to tell. This whole process is quite humbling.”
Essays and photos were reviewed by a panel of industry expert judges, and the top 12 chosen were posted onto the Próis Awards website on October 15, 2011. Here the hunting community had until December 15, 2011 to cast their vote on which candidate they believe should be crowned the 2011 Próis Award Winner. Once online voting was complete, Prois added in the accumulated judges scores to the online votes to determine who the winner would be. Andrea will be introduced as the winner to the industry at both the 2012 Archery Trade Association Show in Columbus, OH and the 2012 SHOT Show in Las Vegas, NV.
2011 Próis Awards sponsors include: Próis Hunting and Field Apparel, Savage Encounters, Outdoor Connection, Sports Afield, Blacks Creek, Hunter Hills Journal, Ripcord Arrow Rest, Bowtech, Swarovski Optik, Bog-Pod, Acli-Mate and Zamberlan.
The Próis Awards panel of industry expert judges includes Diana Rupp, Editor in Chief of Sports Afield Magazine, Kirstie Pike, CEO of Próis Hunting & Field Apparel; Craig Boddington, Outdoor Writer; Guy Eastman, Publisher of Eastman’s Hunting Journals; Ron Shmeits, Presdent of the NRA; Ron Spomer, Writer, Wildlife Photographer & TV Host and Brenda Valentine, NWTF Spokesperson & TV Host.
Finally! The esteemed Prois Award Judges (Brenda Valentine, Diana Rupp, Ron Spomer, Ron Schmeits, Guy Eastman, Craig Boddington and Kirstie Pike) have narrowed the field of over 70 entries down to your top 12 finalists! The competition was tough and there were many, many amazing ladies who truly represent the spirit of the Prois Award. The most difficult part of this process is whittling down to only 12!
The Prois Award Page (www.proishunting.com/proisaward) will soon be up and live so online voting may commence! Never to be dull, Prois has changed up the voting procedure to keep it exciting! Once the online voting ceases at midnight, December 15th…the confidential judges scores will be added to the overall tally of votes! So…essentially, each finalist could potentially receive up to 700 cumulative votes from the judges! Once the judges scores are added to the overall votes, the winner will be announced December 17th, 2011!
Congratulations to each and every one of you! Who will be the recipient of the 2011 Prois Award? Stay tuned!
* PLEASE NOTE-FINALIST NAMES ARE UNDER THE PHOTO, NOT ABOVE PHOTO!*