We are not related...well, some of us. Allen is my dad and Rusty is just a stranger turned family with a very familiar name. What are the odds, right? I mean there aren't that many Johnson's in the world. Regardless of how it may slightly confuse folks, I'm glad this team has assembled. 

My father, Allen (AJ), has always been an outdoorsman I've admired. Trapping is only one small piece of his outdoors passion. He can trap, fish, shoot, and hunt with the best of em - I'd never put money against him in a wingshoot... NEVER. Regardless of his ability to shoot birds this dude LOVES to deer hunt and trap coyotes. In all honesty it's hilarious to me how fired up he gets about deer hunting and trapping.

He's harvested some of the biggest whitetails I've ever seen and on a consistent basis. He still hunts more hours in a season than I care to imagine. The man is the definition of dedicated. 

As a kid I remember him telling stories of trapping the area around our home. It seemed everywhere ...