I grew up hunting. It is a huge part of who I am. It started with just observing and enjoying the quality time with my dad and uncles, and it has grown into a résumé of 7 pronghorn, 3 deer, and 1 beautiful elk all before I turned 18
When I was 7, I began to go on hunting trips with my Dad. I loved stalking prey with him and rocking out to Elvis (because it attracted the animals.) This was my time to be with my family, and I truly loved it.
Early on I figured out a system for the way I like to hunt. Enjoy looking for the animals all morning, eat lunch, take a nap, and then shoot an animal in the afternoon. It is a fun carefree way to hunt.
I don’t get upset if I miss a shot because I know that I enjoyed my day. If I am meant to get an animal and I am trying, then I will.
As I grow up I am learning more about my place in the world, and the kind of person I want to be. I want to hunt for the rest of my life, and I plan on passing the passion on to my children.
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