I am by no means an avid hunter, however; I enjoy hunting when given the opportunity. I do not hunt for horns, as some do; I hunt for whatever presents itself. I purchase tags with the intent to fill both the doe tags and the buck tags. The last time I went deer hunting with someone else, I went with my fiancé, Curtis. It was a frigid day in late autumn; we finally had a day off together, what better way to spend the day than hunting. It was a stunning day, despite the temperature; the breeze billowed peacefully through the trees, rustling what few leaves were still hanging, onto the tree’s branches. The sun gave a warm glow to the seasoned alfalfa, that a few months prior had been a vibrant, lively green. The deer did not seem to mind the …show more content…
The grass was waist high, I ran my hand across the dry, brittle grass stalks, as I walked, listening to the birds singing joyfully about our arrival and coyotes yelping about the approaching dusk. Occasionally I would pull a stalk of grass and poke Curtis with it, affectionately. He, of course, did not find it as affectionate or amusing as I did and I received a multitude of dirty looks, for being “bothersome”. Once arriving at the barn, we settled in to wait, on a clear shot. Shortly after we settled in, we started hearing the squirrels scamper in the tree line. As any hunter knows, squirrels are not quiet by nature. How a one pound, or less, squirrel can make as much, if not more, noise than a one hundred plus pound deer, beats me. Every time a squirrel made its annoying venture from tree to tree, our ears would perk up and our eyes would jump to where the noise was coming from. Squirrels bring disappointment to even the most experienced and patient hunters. After hearing squirrels until just before dusk, I finally had a deer come into sight. My arm hairs raised with my excitement, I whispered to Curtis that I see quite a few deer, just on the other side of the minute hump in the field. He pulls up his rifle to get a better look at the deer, at the same time I do. We both say, we think the closest one is a doe. I …show more content…
As we walked to the deer, I realized I had not made a good selection on which shoes to wear while hunting. My boots that were water proof the last time I had been hunting were not water proof this time. I could feel my shoes taking on water from the melting snow. My socks were damp and my toes were cold. I trudged on despite the circumstances, complaining frequently, not about my cold feet, but about not being given a chance to take a shot at the deer, I called. Curtis says he did not hear me call the deer. It was dusk by the time we got to the deer. Hurriedly, we gutted the deer in the field to make it lighter to carry back to the truck. Coyotes started howling around this time, which put me on edge. For some reason, a coyote’s howl has always made me fearful. Supposedly, they are more afraid of humans than humans are of them, I am unsure of that. Curtis decided to go back to the truck and drive around to one of the gates, to get out of carrying the deer quite a ways. I was left with the deer while he went after the truck. The howls got louder the longer he was gone. My hair was standing end on end and I had broken out in a cold sweat at some point. The smell of the fresh kill filled the air and the temperature had dropped even lower, since the sun was starting to dip below the tree line. Steam from the deer’s body heat rolled like fog off the body
First, the attitude of the speaker’s father creates a contrast with other hunter’s behaviours during hunting. When the speaker goes hunting with his father, his father often adopts the technique of “[sitting] silently, motionless and endlessly patient, waiting for deer to come down the paths” (2). They sit this way for hours and are usually rewarded because “there was always an abundance of less patient hunters … noisily crashing about, keeping the deer more or less constantly on the move” (2). The sound of
Six a.m. and the sky is turning a light blue. The night's shade is dissipating slowly, and I can begin to see my surroundings a little better. A shot rings out from the west, and that signals nearby hunters. I hope they drove some game my way. Within a few minutes, there is rustling in the brush below me. A young buck is coming within range. He's a big one too; I can see about eight points from where I am. He is cautious and sniffs at the air and flicks out his tongue often. His coat is a light brown color like khaki. There are white markings along his flank, and he has a stubby little white fluff of fur for a tail. I disengage the safety on my rifle. The bolt is forward on the gun, and I know there's a round in the chamber. I steady myself. I turn ever so slightly to get a better angle.
In conclusion hunting is not for everyone, but those who do take pride in it. It takes a lot more than just to walk in the woods and pick a spot. Deer use thousands of runs throughout the woods. Spending weeks searching for the right spot in order to make a kill. It takes hours of sitting in a stand not saying a word or moving a muscle. You could spend days, months, or even years without getting a kill if you do not put in the time. When the time comes if you’ve done what I’ve said in the above paragraphs, you will be
Even tho i did not get an deer i had a great time. I was regretting not shooting at that buck but i am sure glad that i have a friend that takes me hunting now. I had the best night in that
My dad and I go hunting every weekend during deer season which is from mid of Novmber to the first of Janurary.We go sit at 6:00am and we leave at 8:00am,but why we sit we will be wacthing birds and squirrals playing in the place we have corn they will eat it like deer does.We half to sit still were the deer can’t see us in the deer stand.When we go hunting you have to climb up in the deer stand and then sit patiertly to wait for something to come out of the woods.We look three or four different way in the stand.”My dad stated,” theres a deer.We go hunting in Pearson Georgia.When we go hunting we have to be careful because the gun could go off.It could be dangous going hunting by yourself.But if anything happen I can help him.Because we
The deer population has increased so much that in many areas, they suffer from chronic starvation. “Bucks only” laws passed years ago to help in re-establishing the dwindling deer herds now work against the deer by resulting in an overabundance of does. Even with the overabundance of does many hunters refuse to shoot a doe. They believe in the old saying, “It takes a doe to yield a buck.” This is entirely true but it ignores the basic law of nature that any piece of land, and the food and cover in it, can support only so much game. If the excess game is not harvested by hunters or killed by predators, nature will take over and exterminate enough animals as needed or more through disease and starvation. That’s why hunting is a much more humane means for a deer ...
Robb, Bob. "Too Many Deer?" Editorial. Whitetail Journal 2005: 6. Encore. Web. 20 Jan. 2014.
With this being said, that means bow hunters get first crack at deer before rifle season. The early part of season, deer are usually relaxed and often stick to their routines, allowing us as bow hunters to employ tactics that will not work at other times during the season. Hunting is generally done in the early parts of the morning or right before sunset. Most hunters are in their stands before sunrise, after properly getting settled in the game is on! The waiting game can take a great deal of patience but once a deer moves in, waiting for the right time is the final key. Since your best shot will be done with a non-moving object, you will need to wait for the deer to stop briefly as it moves through the woods. You can make a quick bleating sound to stop a deer in its tracks. Once its stop let your release fire and watch your arrow and remember to follow through. By now if you have done everything correctly you should have yourself your first deer. A blood trail, hoof prints and broken branches can help guide you to its location. It is best to tag and dress your deer where it lays because it is usually easier to drag out of the woods and there will be no question of when and where it was shot. I will not go into dressing a deer as there are YouTube videos that do a better job than I at explaining that
For many people, hunting is just a sport, but for some it is a way of life. In Rick Bass’s “Why I Hunt” he explains how he got to where he lives now and what he thinks of the sport of hunting. There are many things in the essay that I could not agree more with, and others that I strongly disagree. Overall this essay provides a clear depiction of what goes through the mind of a hunter in the battle of wits between them and the animal.
Years ago, killing animals for food was part of the average man’s everyday life. While, now a days, hunting is questioned by many across the world because it is commonly viewed as a recreational activity. Many residents have a problem with the dangers that come with hunting. Not to mention, as time goes on, society seems to feel differently about animals and how they should be treated. One of the biggest debates is the harvest of white tailed deer. All over the United States, white tailed deer thrive because of the few predators that feast upon them and the large forests and habitats that these deer can flourish in. However, as buildings and subdivisions pop up left and right decreasing the white tailed deer natural habitat, the debate grows stronger. The heart of the debate is centered around ethical issues, human and deer conflicts, safety, and the benefits hunting has on the economy.
It was a beautiful October afternoon as I climbed to the top of my tree stand. The sun was shining, and a slight breeze was blowing from the northwest. I knew that the deer frequented the area around my stand since my step-dad had shot a nice doe two days earlier from the same stand, and signs of deer were everywhere in the area. I had been sitting for close to two hours when I decided to stand up and stretch my legs as well as smoke a cigarette.
Many people see hunting and fishing as the slaughtering of innocent animals for no reason other than sport and fun. However, the truth is, hunting and fishing are beneficial to people, environments, and the economy. Hunting and fishing are beneficial to the economy because they cause a major economic impact. Hunting and fishing are beneficial to environments and people because they reduce damages done by wildlife overcrowding. Hunting and fishing are also beneficial to people because they provide a healthy, affordable source of food.
The topic of hunting has always been filled with controversy, excitement and trepidation for the environment. Both sides have varies ideas as to what is wrong and right. I realize that many people do not understand why people have to hunt or why people do hunt. One of the questions that kept coming to mind is why so many people are against hunting when their ancestors hunted and without hunting many of them would not be alive today. This question is relevant because many people are becoming to be worried that animals are in pain when being hunted and that it is unfair for people to hunt selfless animals with modern weaponry, and with many people going against the right to own guns.
From the perspective of economy, ecology, and environmental conservation, hunting is very important. Hunting is necessary to protect agriculture and the environment from animal pest or overpopulation. For example, wild boars tear up many farmers land causing many problems as well with the deer population growing eating away farmer’s resources. Also with the growth of white tail deer are damaging every landscape east of the Mississippi river. Unfortunately, the harm is very overlooked, and accepted as somehow “natural”. Over the last 30 years higher dear populations have made a more negative impact due to climate change. (“Is Hunting a Good Thing?”) Hunting was legalized in 1993 to help bring overabundant wild animal populations down. The legalization
I had been secretly hunting since I was fifteen, a few years after the Winchesters had blown through my little hometown and ripped my perception of reality to shreds. I used the few things I learned from them and went out at night to hunt the things that didn't belong in this world. Of course, my first nights out weren't very fruitful and I wasted a few hours just wandering around aimlessly. Even after I had been out on a couple successful hunts I wasn't that good and often returned to my house pretty beat up. Luc...