I rushed out to the truck as the horn blared. I threw my things into the truck and we went off towards the woods. I had to talk to Kevin about where the deer come from when i am sitting in the stand. He told me everything I needed to know about the place less than 10 minutes in the hot and humid truck. Well let's go back to see what led to this.
I was shooting the bow and asked my dad how i could improve on my skills, so he told me not to look till i hear my arrow hit my target. I had to leave shortly after this because i had to help set up a stand for a friend, I was so happy because he was taking me hunting after. I put my bow in the case and threw the bowcase in the house. I was off with kevin with nothing but a deer stand. We hopped
…show more content…
in his chevy and drove off onto the highway and headed towards the stand. As we were driving we stopped at a gas station. Kevin got a mtn dew and i got a pepsi. Mtn dew goes down to fast but pepsi lasts me longer. Before we knew it we were at the woods, it was a cedar swamp and trust me when i say we got wet. We were walking in water up to our knees and i fell into a huge puddle twice and i rewind my 10 dollar bill. All of it was falling apart in my hands. All of my hard work of mowing the lawn was gone all because i fell into a huge puddle. I was so angry but finally got the stand up and came back home for my things. I threw on all of my camo and was sprinting back to the truck with my bow in one hand and my orange fletched arrows in the other.
I tossed my bow in the bed of the truck and took off and headed to the elk farm. Me and kevin were talking about fishing next summer and how we were going to go every other week. We really got to talking about bowhunting a lot to next year. It was making me smile when i heard that he was going to take me with him anywhere when he can.The next thing i knew was we were at the elk farm ready to kill some deer.
As we knocked our arrow in the bow we strolled into the woods as quiet as a mouse. Kevin showed me where the stand was and i went into game mode. I climbed in the stand and i started to look around. Less than 30 minutes a 4 pointer came at 23 yards but since it was small i let him walk. I had about 10 minutes of light left and it has been 2 hours since i seen him. Crashhhhh. A doe was at 20 yards. I drew back and looked threw the sites. I seen that she had no idea i was there and i felt bad if i would have taken her life. I diss drawn and let the doe walk.
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
year.
The deer season last fall was my most successful season ever. I have been deer hunting since I was fourteen. Each year I have shot at least one deer, but none were that special because they were all does. This year because I was going to college and wrestling I didn't think I would have a chance to get the big buck.
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
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
...ns we had plenty of time to talk about things, but I also had time to sit and think about things for myself in the calm outdoors. That first day of hunting proved to me that hunting is one of the most fun and enjoyable things to do, along with an emotional experience, as long as it is done safety.
I could not believe I caught a fish all by myself! His proud chuckle made me proud too. I remember posing to take the picture with my dad holding my prized first fish because I did not want to touch it. The fish was humongous or so I thought until I saw the one my brother caught ten minutes later.
I am sitting in the passenger side as my dad is driving, and we are on our way to my grandpa's land which is located about 25 minutes east of Dubuque. First thing we do when we get there is to finish putting on our coats, and then to grab our bows out of the back, then I close my door softly. Walking through the open field I have dead weeds and tall grass crunching under my boots, and at the end of the field we reach a barbed wire fence that we crawl under. Then we cross under a bunch of pine trees and go about 30 yards into the woods to where my tree stand sits. Then my dad tells me good luck and he heads down into the gully where his stand is located. So I then climb the 12 foot ladder and sit on the seat and put on my safety belt and get my arrow ready on the bow string. I survey the land and look for any movement, so I look to the left where there is another set of pine trees, then I look in front of me into the first set of pine trees don't see anything yet. Then I hear a sound of crunching leaves and immediately look to my right and sure enough there is a big doe getting ready to cross the fence 15 yards away.
Thankfully, I had been able to keep myself spoiler free as it relates to “The Deer Hunter.” For a movie with this reputation and fame, I was quite proud of the fact that I hardly knew what it was about, how it ended or even how its famous Russian roulette scene climaxes. I was excited to finally see this movie, in small part because it was the last film I needed to see to have watched every best picture winner from the 1970s. But, to put it bluntly, “The Deer Hunter” disappointed me.
I was too excited to sleep that night so I just stayed up and read. It was finally 4:30 in the morning and time to get up. After a quick bowl of cereal. I jumped in the pickup and drove to where I was going to hunt. It was still dark when I got there so I grabbed my stuff and started up the mountain. I got to where I wanted to glass from, and waited for it to get light, so I could start looking for elk.
Do you love to hunt deer? I do too. As avid deer hunters, we spend countless hours preparing our bows or rifles so we’re ready to make the shot when it counts. We try different ammos and arrows, we sight in our weapons and we spend a good amount of time target shooting to make sure everything’s perfect. If everything goes right, we get the chance to take the shot.
Deer hunting is something people all over the world have done for many generations. Many enjoy hunting deer, and others don’t care much for it. Every true hunter has his or her own tricks for the game, but in order to kill a deer, you have to find the basic places they travel through every day.
I never thought that deer hunting would deeply affect my life. Hunting in my family is as normal as turkey on Thanksgiving. Therefore, my dad did not ask me to go hunting with him; he automatically assumed that I would enjoy going deer hunting. I was seven years old when we sat out on our hunting adventure, but I shot my first hunting rifle at the age of six. Nevertheless, I was as prepared as a seven year old could be.
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.
Before I knew it, we were pulling up to the cabin. When we stopped, the first thing I did when I got out was take a deep breath. Then I said, "What do you guys want to do?" Chase just shrugged his shoulder.
it got too late. I walked into the woods and soon I was beside a lake
...his story, they always make fun of me for not firing. Most of them would have taken the shot, knowing full well that it might be a doe. They would not hesitate to break the law. However, what my family has taught me about getting what you want doesn’t mean you have to break the rules. Getting what you want and doing it right, is what is going to make you a better person because you are going to appreciate it much more. If I had taken the life of the wrong deer, I would have to live with the fact that I killed an innocent creature. I learned patience and how to control my emotions by forcing myself to make a proper judgment in a situation in which I could have lost my self-control. As I look back upon the incident now I can tell you that it was the single most important moment in my life as an outdoorsman. I grew as an individual, hunter and most importantly morally.