Guys I am in a weird mood tonight and felt like writing. Here is a short synopsis of how I feel about deer season.
It never fails every year deer season gives me a bitter sweet feeling. I am amazed to sit in the woods of our creator and absorb the sheer beauty of a colorful fall day. I am entertained when a squirrel runs circles around my tree chasing another squirrel as I try my best not to laugh. I am awed by the beauty of a sunrise reflecting off the red of the maples on a calm October morning, and the frozen sunset I see stuck in the sky on a December evening, wondering where time has went. I am perplexed as to where a chipmonk really go's when he suddenly just disappears under a leaf. I am amazed by how loud a flock of turkeys sounds walking through the woods. I am humbled when a deer walks under my stand, and I smile as I watch it keep walking on by. I am thrilled when it all works out and I finally kill a deer ( after all that is what we do is kill a deer, we don't harvest them). I am brought to tears as I hold it in my hands in appreciation of what it has given me. I am saddened because I know I can never give enough back.
These are just some of the many feelings that I have this time of year. Everyone hunts for different reasons, but I wish that every hunter could feel just some of them. I see an increasing amount of hunters every year focusing hunting on just one thing, rather it be just killing as many deer as possible, or getting so caught up on chasing a big buck that they overlook everything else that a hunt consists of. The unethical things I have witnessed people do just to kill a deer has really shaken my image of the modern day deer hunter, so much to the point it has caused me to wonder if it is even something that I want to still be associated with. With a new era of hunters and the recent craze of bow hunting in the past 5 years its time we bring back hunting to what it was meant to be about, the hunt.
It never fails every year deer season gives me a bitter sweet feeling. I am amazed to sit in the woods of our creator and absorb the sheer beauty of a colorful fall day. I am entertained when a squirrel runs circles around my tree chasing another squirrel as I try my best not to laugh. I am awed by the beauty of a sunrise reflecting off the red of the maples on a calm October morning, and the frozen sunset I see stuck in the sky on a December evening, wondering where time has went. I am perplexed as to where a chipmonk really go's when he suddenly just disappears under a leaf. I am amazed by how loud a flock of turkeys sounds walking through the woods. I am humbled when a deer walks under my stand, and I smile as I watch it keep walking on by. I am thrilled when it all works out and I finally kill a deer ( after all that is what we do is kill a deer, we don't harvest them). I am brought to tears as I hold it in my hands in appreciation of what it has given me. I am saddened because I know I can never give enough back.
These are just some of the many feelings that I have this time of year. Everyone hunts for different reasons, but I wish that every hunter could feel just some of them. I see an increasing amount of hunters every year focusing hunting on just one thing, rather it be just killing as many deer as possible, or getting so caught up on chasing a big buck that they overlook everything else that a hunt consists of. The unethical things I have witnessed people do just to kill a deer has really shaken my image of the modern day deer hunter, so much to the point it has caused me to wonder if it is even something that I want to still be associated with. With a new era of hunters and the recent craze of bow hunting in the past 5 years its time we bring back hunting to what it was meant to be about, the hunt.
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