Friends
By: Joseph O’Dovero Hunting is almost all fun and laughter but sometimes it’s a bitch. Sometimes things can get sour. Like one time when I was deer hunting and just as a buck was walking out of the wood some people who were trespassing drove by and scared the deer away, or when you have a big buck on your camera and you have been baiting him in for months only to find some trespasser skinning it one hundred feet from your blind. Hunting can be a bitch.
I remember the time that Ethan me and Tyler were out duck hunting in one of our hidden ponds and a flock of duck were landing. They looked so beautiful. The light shimmer off their feathers as the water beaded. A few minutes after they landed the water settled into a mirror again.
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It was about 7:30 and the sun was still rising over the pond. The glass had mirrored in the time since we had shot last. Once ethan got his kayak we slid it into the water. It seemed to cut through the water cutting the mirror not even breaking it. As Ethan got to the geese and started pulling them out of the water one decided that it didn’t want to die and bit him as he pulled it out of the water. The silence was broken by a high pitch scream that probably carried for miles. The water shattered as the kayak flipped over sending ethan, the other geese and all the other things he had into the water. The water wasn't deep but was murky and cold, so he didn’t try to swim away but to almost run along the bottom of the pond. As he half ran half swam away I broke into laughter. Once I regained control and he was far enough away I took one more shoot at the goose and finished it. Ethan went and recovered his kayak and the geese and his other belongings and we went home so he could …show more content…
I sit here and type about things that I’ve experienced in my life and some of it is hard to remember but some is burned into my mind things that I’ll never forget. Typing about it seems to bring me back and the memories seem to just flow by. Sometimes I’ll get stuck in a memory and let it play out in my head like the time that my Dad, Ethan, Aaron and I went four up in a single cab truck. We took that truck through every mud hole we could find until we got so stuck we had to walk back to get another truck. Once we pulled the first truck we started to hit the mud holes with both trucks. The best part is that we ended up cracking the rim on the second truck and the first truck had a leak around the bead. But I also stop and think about the bad times like when Wyatt, Wes and me were dirtbike and Wyatt crashed and broke his leg. I was right behind him when it happened and I remember as it happened in slow motion. I remember every detail. The fear I had when I thought that I ran his head over. Wyatts helmet came off and his head was so close to my
He tried and tried and was just so happy that he could do it and it was time for Doodle to learn how to walk,run swim and do things like a normal kid,but when ever he was younger, he had a problem with his heart and which caused him not to do normal things because he wasn’t normal.It was all his brothers fault that he had died because it all started in the morning whenever they were eating at the table with his mom,dad and brother and auntie. Whenever they had seen a big bird outside on their tree.Doodle had told his parent’s that it was outside and the bird had fallen over and died so his father had told him to go get the bird book and once he got it he looked the bird and found out it was scarlet ibis and it came from the south.Doodle had buried the bird and hadn’t ate anything.Doodle was amazed at how big the bird was because of the size of it so he had dug a hole for it and threw it in their and buried
“ Between each hanging garden and the creekside is a moss-paved deer trail, handy for the hunter to follow, and for the flushed grouse to cross-in a split second. The question is whether the bird and the gun agree on how a second should be split. If they do not, the next deer that passes finds a pair of empty shells to sniff at, but no feathers.” (Leopold 104)
...sed the cross hairs on its chest and took a shot. The deer jumped straight up in the air and then started running right at me. I racked another shell in the chamber. At less than ten yards I took another shot. This time the deer did two somersaults and landed about seven feet from me. Excited I got up to take a look, the deer was definitely dead. He laid there on the ground in front of me with the nerves in his massive body still twitching. He was a nice ten point, this really made me happy because he was bigger than my brothers. My first shot had hit him in that shoulder, because I was probably shaking when I shot and this threw my shot off. My second shot went threw the neck and into the chest. After sitting and enjoying the moment I gutted him and drug him up to the house. This last season turned out to be my best ever because I was persistent and never gave up.
What matter is that the hunter is having fun doing what they love with their best friends. Waterfowl hunting is not a ordinary hunting experience it is above and beyond ordinary. Waterfowl hunting is waking up on cold mornings at 3A.M., drinking coffee, playing with the hunting dog, seeing places no one has ever seen before, and bonding with the greatest of friends. These are the memories a hunter will always remember, waterfowl hunting will change lives, waterfowl hunting is a addiction, and once someone is hooked they will never turn back. Bink Grimes says when he started waterfowl hunting it was dreadful the first few weeks, then he said once he started noticing the real aspects of hunting he enjoyed it more and more each time he went (Grimes). The proof is everywhere that waterfowl hunting is the greatest outdoor sport all around the world. Nevertheless, always be safe, and always enjoy the hunt, and make the greatest
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Sometime the buck will be running the doe out of the woods. We have trees that buck had hit when they run through the woods they will be big deer. We got a two point on camera and dad seen it but didn’t shoot it he let it walk.When I go hunting I go to wal-mart first and get some stuff in a can for deer to come out and it works.Last year we killed an eight point out there it's horns from one side to the other side was nineteen inches
From the hunting experiences that I have had, I agree with this statement one hundred percent.
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
Since the beginning of time man has been hunting animals for food. Even before fire, man needed to hunt, because hunting was the only way to eat. At first man used things such as spears and rocks to kill its prey. As man evolved, they started using bows and arrows. Next came an early model of what we use today, the firearm. It is powerful yet easy to carry around. It puts the animal through less suffering and is a lot more efficient than previous techniques. Hunting was once a necessity, but now it is a tradition, passed on from father to son as a way to spend time together, enjoy the outdoors, and experience what our ancestors went through in hunting their dinner. Since it is considered a sport some think we are killing off the deer population, when in actuality, “While most other big-game species have declined with the spread of urbanization, the whitetail has been able to adapt to its ever-changing environment. Through the efforts of state agencies and conservation groups like Whitetails Unlimited, wildlife officials estimate today’s whitetail population to exceed 30 million” (www.whitetailsunlimited.org).
In the poem by Joy Harjo called “Eagle Poem,” Harjo talks about prayer and life and how they revolve around mother-nature. She suggests that while being one with nature, we feel we are in a place in which we haven’t imagined and the things in which we would love to do in that magnificent and calming place. After one reads the poem, he/she enjoys the lyrical type of it. This is because “Eagle Poem” sticks to one idea and extends it throughout the entire poem. For instance, it talks about prayer, nature, and animals from start to finish.
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.
Hunters often reveal that being in nature provides time to clear the mind. In the woods, there is no rush, no schedule, and no deadlines; nature moves at its own pace. This interaction provides a deep spiritual connection with the land, the wildlife, and our planet. Hunting has been around since the beginning of time and has been in many people 's lives for generations, these are some reasons why people all across America continue to hunt. Hunting has many benefits such as reducing deer related car accidents, controlling deer densities in heavily human populated areas, creates jobs, and feeding and supporting families. Thus, deer hunting is necessary for several reasons.
Duck hunting is an absolute passion for me and nothing could possibly interrupt this annual event. For me, sitting out in a duck blind at 5:30 in the morning with the brisk cold air biting at my skin is something I look forward to each and every year. Even having to break through a layer of thin ice to make it out to my blind never gets old. The frigid cold on my hands can get unbearable at times, but the possibility of frostbite is never at the forefront of my thoughts. After all, when the ducks start to fly, nothing can force me off the lake.
They say that the easy part of moose hunting is up until you pull the trigger. Well, if this had been the easy part, I did not want to know what the hard part was. Then, six hours later, I understood! Actually, we finally had a lucky break; a half-mile before we caught up to the moose they had crossed a jeep trail. So, after we de-boned the Moose, it only took us four hours of packing fully loaded pack frames to get him to the road………and we are still eating that tasty meat.
It’s a brisk November morning like any other day, but today isn’t any other day, today is the first day of firearm deer season. Shots are going off everywhere like world war three declared on deer. I’m wrapped in every hunting garment I own but winters cold embrace always finds its way in. My cheeks are rosy red and my breath was thick in the air. As I raise my shotgun and pull the trigger, my heart races and my hands shake. As I race after my prize, the sounds of leaves crunching beneath my feet are muffled by the ringing in my ears. I’m walking face to the ground like a hound on a trail and then my eyes caught it, my very first whitetail. I will never forget my first deer and the joy I felt sharing it with my family. Hunting is a passed down tradition for my family and friends. Throughout the world, millions of people participate in the spoils and adventure of the hunt. Hunting has been a pastime since the beginning of man. Hunting is one of those things either you like or you don’t like. It’s hard to explain the joys of hunting ,because it’s something one must experience for his self. Hunting does have laws and regulations you have to abide by. Are hunting regulations benefiting the hunter or the animal? This paper will discuss some of the regulations and laws, types of game, disadvantages of regulations, the pros of regulations, poachers, and ways to preserve wildlife and there habitat.