Since the day I turned six years old I have been in love with the sport of hunting. My love for hunting started when my dad took me with him for the first time when I was five. As we sat in the cold, dark forest, my young mind could not be any more excited as I took in the sights, smells and sounds the forest offered to me. That particular hunt we did not get lucky enough to harvest a deer, probably due to the fact that I could not keep still, but I did not care I loved the placidity the forest provided to a hunter. Hunting had become a major part of my life and I did not even have my license yet.
When I turned six my dad decided I was old enough to take the assessment. I was thrilled and three long days later I was a licensed hunter. Every year my dad’s friend, Tom, from Columbus would come down to Oak Hill and hunt with us all week during the deer season. I was not allowed to go everywhere Tom and my father did until I was older, but just being around them at the house was very entertaining to me. The night before my first hunt was sleepless, we were going to be bow hunting out of a tree stand my dad had set up for us. The times we had before a hunt only further added to the growing passion I had developed for hunting.
I awoke early the next morning so excited I was practically shaking. We put on our thick hunting clothes and made our way
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Looking back on the experience, the deer I harvested was much smaller than my six year old mind had made it seem, only a four point! Nonetheless, I was ecstatic and consumed with a passion for hunting that even now I cannot describe. It was almost like an addiction, like I had to be in the woods or I would go through withdrawals. My dad was extremely proud along with Tom who was more like an uncle to me than anything. After the deer was dressed we decided to relax and enjoy each other’s company before we went back to the woods that
Waking up before the rising sun on the morning of the hunt left me feeling groggy with my eyes slow to open and close when blinking. Being extra quiet to not wake up my mother was a main challenge, trying to tippy toe around the cabin and dodging the creaky spots in the floor. Prior to eating breakfast, I began getting dressed. Due to the fact that I was in northern Minnesota, the weather was bone chilling and the wind would seep right through your layers onto your unexpecting skin. Once I had put on my long johns, sweatpants, and long sleeve shirt with a tee shirt on top I began to make my breakfast. I had decided to have scrambled eggs that were cooked to perfection with the yolk golden mixed in with the pure snow white egg white and flakes of pepper sprinkled throughout and toast with butter melted onto the crunchy outside making it soft with homemade strawberry jam spread thick on top.
Of all the hobbies out there one of my most fond hobbies would have to be duck hunting. It’s something that nothing else in this word can compare to. Chasing ducks is something that’s been in my blood for three generations now. From a very young age I’ve been very into the sport. Duck hunting is a passion that comes deep from my family, from my dad to my grandfather we’ve all become obsessed with the sport. Wading through the flooded fields and timber of the Mississippi delta, and shooting ducks is something that will never go out of style to me.
Hunting is something we've done since we've been on this planet. We used to do it out of necessity, but in the modern world we do it for many other reasons. As technology has increased, we have developed different methods of hunting. These methods have carried over to today, but two have prevailed: bowhunting and rifle hunting. These methods are both hunting--obviously--but they're different in almost every other sense. Bowhunting and rifle hunting are different based on the weapon used, the way you hunt, and your connection with the animal and the land around it; however, the same in the way the respective methods bring people together.
Hunting is an extremely controversial topic in the U.S. Since the beginning of history, man has hunted animals for food to live and to utilize other parts for clothing and other essential reasons. There are many people who are strongly opposed to hunting and think that it should be banned. There are also many people that support hunting and think that it is an acceptable thing to do. One such writer, Rick Bass, describes a similar emotion in his essay, “Why I hunt”. In the essay, he emphasizes his deep love for hunting and claims that it is an enjoyable activity. He employs such details to his story describing his surrounding beautifully that towards the end of the article, his attempts to appeal to reader’s imagination strengthen his
I have been raised in a family whose main hobbies are hunting and fishing, and now they are my most passionate activities. I learned the thrill of hunting at a young age. I am constantly at the deer lease throughout the year, hunting season or not. I have built up interests in more hunting techniques for different animals throughout the years. Every year, I participate in multiple seasons that include dove season, duck season, deer season - bow and rifle season - and more. Over the years, I have had the opportunity to participate in multiple hunting trips across Texas and
It was the middle of October, and it was finally time for my long awaited moose hunt. I have waited ever since I was a little girl for this opportunity, and it was finally here. So, my father and I packed up our stuff and left the warmth of Phoenix. We were leaving the "Valley of the Sun" and headed for a place called Wyoming. After two days and fourteen long hours of driving, we made it to our hunting unit.
One glorious morning my grandpa and I got up bright and early. We got ready and headed into the woods to prepare for our deer hunt. We walked through the brush as quiet as possible so that we would not spook any animals in the area. On our way to the hunting spot, we stopped in a couple areas to take in how beautiful the view was. Once we took the view in we kept moving toward our hunting spot. Finally, we reach our hunting blind and we get all set up for the hunt. My grandpa and I sat in the blind and talked quietly about how we hoped a deer would come by soon so that we didn’t have to hunt all day. About twenty-five minutes into the hunt I hear a faint noise come from behind me. My eyes lit up with excitement hoping that when I turned around
Leaves have all transformed to different colors, pumpkins are being hunted down, and the smell of Fall is brewing. October is here. It is not the costumes, carvings, or delicious caramel corn that gets me all hyped up, it is the opening day of duck season. Duck hunting is one of my most cherished times to spend with my dad, grandpa, and younger sister. I started tagging along with my dad at about three years old. At that age, rather than handling a gun, I handle some crayons and a coloring book in the back of the blind. Five years later I was able to start shooting on my own and still continue to.
According to Statisticbrain, The total number of people over the age of 16 that hunt annually is over 12.6 million. Families used to hunt to feed themselves, and even younger children were taught to hunt to help contribute to their family’s survival. Over the years it has changed but the tradition of hunting together is still passed down from one generation to another. While hunting for meat is no longer a necessity, wild game is still much better for you and healthier than meat bought in a grocery store. Hunting also requires a person to take a class in Hunter Safety before they can legally hunt, where firearm safety and shooting skills are taught. Hunting as a family is a bonding experience where time is spent outside together instead of indoors sitting down watching television or playing video games. There is a saying that goes “Take your kids hunting and you won’t have to hunt for your kids” - kids who are involved with their families more and spend time doing things they enjoy together are much less likely to get in trouble. People who grow up learning how to handle guns safely and respect firearms are much less likely to use one irresponsibly.
As a child of a coon hunter, I personally love the sport. But there is more to it than just the sport that I love. When I started getting into hunting and showing hounds, I was about 12. Not because I was forced to, but it was because I watched my Dad do it and I wanted to be like him. So I started off at YEP events. I did everything I could there. If there was a field race, I entered my dog. If there was a treeing contest, I entered my dog. Did I do all of them? No, because I would be at another event when the one I signed up for was. I was either in it or watching my sister. When I started hunting more than anything, I started at a YEP event also. I hunted a dog named Jeb, he was my mom’s hound. In my first competition hunt ever, I had won high scoring male and second place. I was knocked out of first because of 25 circle points.
Hunting allows a person to reconnect with nature. For many, hunting isn’t just about the chase and the thrill of catching their game. For many, hunting
Many people have misconceptions about hunting. One such misconception is that hunting is easy and any person can go sit in the woods and wait for an animal to cross the hunter’s path. However, people who believe this are sorely mistaken. Hunting is not just sitting in the woods with a rifle; there are many other aspects that must be considered. An individual must have all preparations complete, purchase or gather the equipment needed, and know what to listen for while in the woods.
Half way through the day my Dad and I were putting deer stands up, and everything looked, and seemed like it was going as planned. We would carry the stand down the trail then make a path to the tree we were going to put it on, then lean the stand against the tree, then my dad would climb the stand, and tie it to the tree, then we would hang feeders and spread rice bran around the stand.
It defines who you are because it builds character. There are many things about the sport that are hard and difficult and really aren't fun at all. Cold rainy weather, camouflaging blinds, waking up early, physical exertion, and just all around hard work are all things that aren't enjoyed by hunters. But without all of these things hunting wouldn’t be the same. When I have to do actual work it seems like nothing to me because of all the work I have put into becoming a better hunter. Hunting teaches people things like honesty, patience, and respect in a way nothing else can. If you work hard enough at it there will be a prize at the end just like in life, if you want to succeed you have to put in the work and make it happen. Hunting over anything else has given me two things; A superb work ethic and an undying respect for all people, animals, and situations in this world. Those two things are the reason why I hold this great sport and everything it encompasses in such a high
Hunting is very valuable to me, but the value is deeper than just hunting. There are so many aspects of hunting that I love. But I cherish my bow above all of them. Having my bow with me when I’m in the stand or when I’m at my neighbor’s house practicing, gives me a since of dominance. Also brings me pride knowing I’ve worked hard and stayed committed to something I truly love. There are all kinds of animals to hunt and different ways to hunt them. My favorite type of animal to hunt, is the white tail deer. While hunting the allusive deer I like to follow a code of ethics, which a lot of people don’t follow. Even though I would have liked to be given all my hunting needs, I’m proud of myself for going out and getting those needs by myself. Buying my bow and getting into bow hunting, caused me to take responsibility and taught me to stay committed to a true value in my life.