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Passion of hunting

Sat, Dec 4th, 2010
Posted in The Great Outdoors

I awake early in the morning, before the sun has risen, trying, without much success, to fully awake myself. I turn on my country music while I get ready to brave the cold. I eat some warm food and gulp down a cup of steaming coffee, hoping it will help me to somewhat stay alert. I load the shells into my 12 gauge shotgun and walk as silently as possible towards my blind in the depths of the woods. I seat myself on a bucket and make sure that at all directions, I can see clearly. Then, with a late fall breeze nipping at my face and my gun held tightly across my knees, I wait...

Two little words, hunting season. For many, hunting season is probably one of the best times of the year. I know it is for me. I went hunting for my very first time last year and shot a beautiful eight- point buck, right in the heart, at fifty yards. Ever since that moment, when I pulled the trigger and watched as my buck leaped into the air, I have become addicted to hunting.

I was the first girl out of five, in my family, to try my hand at hunting, and I am very glad I did. Many girls dislike the thought of hunting because they couldn't bear the thought of killing an animal and then watching it die. I, too, thought the same when I was younger. But what many anti-hunters or non-hunters don't understand is that it is not about the desire to kill an animal and have satisfaction watching it die. No, it is about being out there early in the morning and waiting patiently for the right deer to come along. And when that deer does come, buck or doe, your heart starts pounding with excitement and your hands almost shake as you raise your gun. Then instinctively, you aim and pull that trigger. With the sound of that powerful shotgun echoing in your ears, you watch as the dear leaps and then plummet to the ground. You brought that deer down by your own hand. It is a feeling of pride and accomplishment that you made a good hit. In other words, it is a pure adrenaline rush.

There are many lessons that can be learned in hunting. When I went hunting last year, my buck came along within the first forty minutes. Yes, I know, it isn't that realistic in hunting. This year, I hunted first season and went out to my blind and sat for hour upon hour with no success. After hunting for about six days, I finally shot a doe. I returned home from church one rainy Sunday afternoon and my brother spotted some deer standing at the far edge of a ravine near our yard. I quickly loaded my gun and walked silently over to the area they had been spotted. Looking into our woods, I saw two does standing about halfway down one of our large ravines. One of the deer raised its head as it saw me; I instinctively raised my gun, aimed, and fired. There, still dressed in my church clothes, I had shot my deer for the year.

So as you can see, hunting takes lots of patience, but in the end, it is so worth the waiting. You can also gain confidence in yourself through hunting. When you handle a shotgun with ease and you know that this is something you can do well, you grow more confident in other circumstances, too.

Hunting is pure bliss for me and I can't wait until hunting season once again rolls around.

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