Hunting Changed My Life

At 17, a muzzelloader elk hunt in Navada was one of the best things to have ever happened to me in my life. A tag for the Jarbidge WIlderness Area is one of the best spots for it too. It all started out on the 500 mile drive out to destination, followed by 2 solid days of scouting the ranges for elk. Archery season was just ending when we were starting so the elk had some pressure but not as much as in rifle season. There were plenty of bulls that were well worth of shooting so we felt like we had a good chance of getting one. On opening day, a Thursday, we got on 3 nice 5x5 and 6x6 bulls with my dad and my uncle spotting from a ridge away but we either had no shot or we spooked cows before we could shoot. That day I put of about 15 miles and 2,000 feet of climbing. That night we re-fueled and slept had for the long

It was about a 500-mile trek across the northern part of the state of Nevada from my house to where we were going to set up camp for the hunt. We had planned for two solid days of scouting the vast Jarbidge wilderness for elk. We had no guide so between me, my dad, and my uncle, lots of work was about to be done in the weekend.

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I was ten, it was my first time hunting in Hagerman, we finished up with about four ducks shy of our limits, we had came through Hagerman in the dark, so this drive was all new to me. I remember driving through looking in the sky seeing ducks and geese everywhere, it seemed unreal to me. Just when I thought I had seen more ducks than I have ever seen in my life we drove past a pond, my jaw dropped the pond seemed as if this pond could not hold another bird. I instantly asked my father if I could jump the pond, he giggled under his breath and said "That’s the refuge" being ten and not knowing what that meant I said "so". This made my father giggle a little harder, and he replied to me with a sarcastic voice saying " Sooooo, you wanna never hunt again?". Still being confused all my father had to do was look at me and he know he had to go into more detail. He told me all about how those birds will stay there and let you feed them, and how they know there safe there. This still meant nothing to me so I came back with the comment "Then this will be easy!!" Thais is when my dad went on to explain to me how it was illegal to hunt on the refuge. Still being young I just thought that was unfair. Today as an avid outdoorsman I understand the importance in having

First,one snowy morning Annabeth,Sonya,Niko,Raymond ,and I were all geared up to go on a hunt for deer.We all said our goodbyes we went out into the forest.We just killed one deer then we heard a snap,it was a deer.We ran after it the we lost it.We looking around and then we turned around and a elk was charging right at us.

With the hopes that it wouldn't snow, I traveled to Silverton Colorado with my dad in October. My dad and I had six elk tags for the very first rifle season. We pulled our camp trailer down to a nice wooded area about five miles before you get into town. The camp sight was about a quarter mile off of the highway. There were trees all around the camping spot; the only break in the trees was where the road came through.

Next thing I knew, it was February 12th, the night before my big hunt. I was so ecstatic that night, I could not sleep. I stayed up through the night cleaning my gun and making sure I packed everything. I ended up sleeping on the five hour drive to the hunting grounds. The next couple of hours we spent setting up the tents and gathering wood to make a fire. We got to sleep early that night so we could get up early and scout the area.

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My story was told to me by my Grandfather when I was young as a way not to go into the woods alone it's a smart way to scare a young child into doing what you want. The story was about my Grandfather's last hunting trip in the woods. The year

For my birthday in September my parents gave me an ultimatum, I had to choose between 50 dollars, or I could go on a two week hunting trip. At that time I was a hunting fanatic and chose the hunting trip without a second thought. So a month after my birthday we flew out to Wisconsin and got ready to hunt at my Dad’s parents farm. We got there at about 4:30 p.m. and were debating on going hunting, But I was so gung-ho on hunting that I convinced my dad to take me just for a little while. I was so anxious and excited to be hunting that my hands were shaking.

I went deer hunting for the first time when I was 2 years old. My dad took me hunting. As I got older I started to bring my own guns along. Even though they were only toy guns. I would shoot the deer but they would never die.

As a St. James middle school boy, I was all about hunting, even though I hadn’t ever been. My dad, being the awesome guy that he is, said he’d take me if I genuinely wanted to go. Little did I know, my dad had been studying up for this on YouTube because he knew the worst part comes after you shoot a deer and have to clean it. He watched video after video learning how to properly clean a deer before you take it to a shop for it to be processed. The only thing that I knew I wanted to do was shoot a deer!

When a Minnesota dentist killed a prized African lion named "Cecil" he received an onslaught of criticism and reignited the debate concerning hunting. I hunt. I have hunted for years and I don't see anything wrong with it.  The reasons I hunt are for the meat, I think it tastes better than store-bought meat and it doesn't have any additives in it, and for the time I get to spend out in the mountains. However, there are some people who are against hunting.

Here in New York City, a terrible tragedy took place today, September 11th. A tragedy that will change our very way of life. the twin towers at the world trade center went under attack. We arrived on the scene of what was believed to be a bomb explosion in tower one. It was quickly discovered a plane had flown into the tower. Soon after our arrival, a second plane hit tower number two. When I witnessed the second plane hit, there was a sudden knowing among everyone there that this was no accident. We were under attack. There was debris falling all around the tower and crushing cars. It was scary to think of how many people could have died. Little did I know at the time that the worst was worst to come. As the intense fire grew larger, people

After school on this day, a friend and I decided to go hunting before our evening basketball practice. I really don't know why we called it hunting, because we didn't have an idea exactly what we were hunting for. We had forty acres of my backyard to do our merciless killing of defenseless animals. We were two ignorant kids with semi-automatic and lever-action .22 caliber rifles.