Personal Narrative: Hunting: The Experience Of Hunting

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It was a chilly, wind gusting day. Sitting in the dark waiting for the thrill of a lifetime to arrive. I can hear something crunching the leaves, walking right down the steep hillside. All I can think about is the deer that could be heading my way. That was the moment before the big buck, it was exhilarating to me because of my family tradition, the thrill of the hunt, and the reward I was about to take. Many traditions take place often, but mine only happens once month out of a year, November. November is the month that deer season starts with both bow and rifle. Hunting takes a lot of planning and patients. The place I hunt at is near Lamar, MO, but last year was the best by far. During bow season, I took down a doe and rifle season, I …show more content…

If it had to explain it to someone I would say that it is like riding the craziest roller coaster in the world. The moment that you see a big buck walk right in front of you just makes your gut instinct take over. The feeling that you are going into a daze and your body not knowing what to do. The feeling of the cold metal trigger against your finger as you pull it, and your ears ringing like a bell right next to your ear. That when the adrenaline becomes a intense as you wait to see if the shot you fired hit the deer. As you climb down your stand to your mind starts racing thinking of the deer you just …show more content…

There it is the first spot of blood and you start to think of what you will do if you find this enormous buck. As I track the deer with its own blood trail, I look up and there is the colossal sized beast lying there. You see it the size of a horse, looking to weigh around 250 pounds with a rack that could make a grown man cry. His antlers so big that when I first saw him from a distance it looked like a small tree branch. In amazement, I walk up to him and just look. Then I get to work first gutting him. Which is probably the worst part about deer hunting. I have to be oh so careful not to hit one of his organs or I may puke. It smells as if you 're in a porta potty after a monster truck rally.Then comes the next part which is skinning and gathering the meat. Some of the eat is used for jerky while the rest of the meat is used for steaks. I this intense though I did not skin him because there is a different process to use. Still getting the steak and jerky just in a easier way, that involves less work.

Deer hunting for me is the best season of the year. It can be expensive, but it’s well worth it. The thrill you get in not like anything else you will ever experience. The tradition for my family is the biggest part for me, with the thrill of the hunt, keeping me going, and getting the reward that shows why I

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