This is
just a little about myself and some of my likes and dislikes. I
don't intend to offend anyone, but with many types of people in
the world that would be an impossible task. To those of you who
are offended I will extend my apologies to you at this time.
I am a person of my environment, which we all are, even though we may not want to admit it. I was raised in rural mid-america and one of my favorite things to do is to hunt! Deer hunt to be more precise. NOW HOLD IT RIGHT THERE! Before I get hate mail from any of the rightous anti-hunters out there in the world I would like to explain what it is really all about. First lets talk about me. Being raised on a farm this was very acceptable, as a matter of fact, if you did not hunt you were not considered to be normal. (Not claiming that I am now.) I used to hunt many types of little creatures such as, Rabbits, Squirrel, Ducks, Dove and Quail. But as I got older and to the married life, my time for my family was more in demand. This is something that is important to me as I hope it would be to all people. As with anything there is always a bad side. I am referring to hunting. In all sports there are bad apples. I don't feel that I am one. I'm a Bow Hunter and that is just about all I can think about year round. Let me try to explain a little about what the anti-hunters call "cute little bambi". Deer have eye sight that can pick up the slightest movement. Their hearing is something to wish for, and their nose is almost impossible to beat. They can smell you 300 yds downwind. I want to be within 30 yds before I attempt to shoot with my bow, preferably 20 yds or less. If you make one mistake with a deer you will probably never see it again! The adrenalin rush is something that would be hard to describe. Maybe compare it to winning $ 10,000 on a lottery ticket . I would like to find out for sure. (Anyone have a extra $ 10,000 to send me and I will let you know for sure.) When you have a close encounter with a Deer your heart rate just about triples. If not then you must be dead. I have my morals I live by and I would put them against anyones. I process my own Deer and always give some of the meat away to friends and other people. Maybe I'm barbaric, if so, then that is the way I was raised. I hunt for the challange of the sport. It can't be for the meat because that would not be feasible. My lovely wife can tell you what a Deer cost me per pound. She tells me I should just buy a beef and we would be money ahead. She has this all figured in with the cost of hunting supplies, gas, clothes and even the cost of my truck. I guess I feel lucky, that I wasn't born and raised in a big city because then, I would be a product of my environment again. If I wanted to live in a big city, then I would. But that's not where I want to raise my children. When my children carry a gun, it will be to go hunting and not to kill someone. I'm not condemning anyone in the cities, but that life is not for me. Too much violence, having to look over your shoulder, and keeping your doors locked. This is not an invitation for someone to rob my house, but I don't worry about locking my doors, when I walk out. If it's locked okay, if not okay. I'm not trying to talk anyone into hunting, but don't condemn me for doing it. For those people who were never introduced to hunting, you're missing one of the greatest thrills and challenges in life.
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