Hunt Descriptive Writing

Hunting is very valuable to me, but the value is deeper than just hunting. There are so many aspects of hunting that I love. But I cherish my bow above all of them. Having my bow with me when I’m in the stand or when I’m at my neighbor’s house practicing, gives me a since of dominance. Also brings me pride knowing I’ve worked hard and stayed committed to something I truly love. There are all kinds of animals to hunt and different ways to hunt them. My favorite type of animal to hunt, is the white tail deer. While hunting the allusive deer I like to follow a code of ethics, which a lot of people don’t follow. Even though I would have liked to be given all my hunting needs, I’m proud of myself for going out and getting those needs by myself. Buying my bow and getting into bow hunting, caused me to take responsibility and taught me to stay committed to a true value in my life.

It was a chilly night before the last day of deer hunting season. At just the age of fifteen, I was in my house cleaning my cheap twenty gauge from Walmart. Using, a grubby white sock that had a long dark old shoelace tied around it, I inserted my shoelace through the top of the barrel.I then slowly pulled my sock through, till I saw it hanging a little into the ejection port to remove gunpowder from the gun.As I was cleaning, I kept thinking to myself how exciting this was going to be, because if I didn’t get a deer this year it was still fun going hunting. After I was done cleaning my gun, I slipped the gun into its soft dark green case.I then set out my bright blaze orange vest, and my old brown hand me down coveralls then crawled into

I am a hunter and always have been, I’ve been hunting for as long as I can remember. From the time I was 5 or 6 I went hunting with my Pap, but never went by myself until I was probably 14. It was kind of a big deal for me because I was on my own. In this essay I’ll be telling you about my first morning ever hunting by myself. From getting up an hour before daylight, to sitting in my stand waiting for the deer. I’ll be telling you about taking care of the deer after you shoot it and, all the lessons you learn when you’re out on your own.

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.

With the hopes that it wouldn't snow, I traveled to Silverton Colorado with my dad in October. My dad and I had six elk tags for the very first rifle season. We pulled our camp trailer down to a nice wooded area about five miles before you get into town. The camp sight was about a quarter mile off of the highway. There were trees all around the camping spot; the only break in the trees was where the road came through.

The cool morning breeze came in through the window, making me shiver. I sat at my desk going through the mental list in my head of what I had to bring. After I was positive I had everything, I set off to the woods where I would go on the nature trail for my earth science class.

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It is a chilly, snowy, winter day that’s just perfect for the start of the shot gun deer hunting season. Gabe, with more excitement than he could contain, is spending time at Grandma and Grandpa’s house while Mom and Dad are slaying deer. This happens every year the first weekend in December. As he runs to the patio door, he imagines what fun he will be having for the day.

Bang! A loud gunshot startled the deer and her fawns. Immediately, the deer hid her fawns under the dead evergreen tree. The fawns were shaking, the littlest one didn’t want his mom to leave.

smallest and cutest species of penguins) dropped to a population that was less than ten. Why? Because of the import of Red Foxes that were used for sport hunting (thankfully the penguins were saved by a ingenious farmer who used sheepdogs to protect them). Sport hunting is a major problem in our country. Sport hunting has caused so many animals to be killed, poaching has evolved from hunting (poaching is illegal hunting of animals), and so many innocent animals are killed through this act. For what? For the hunter’s pleasurable excitement of killing an animal and for the money. Sport hunting should be illegal because it is a selfish and cruel treatment of animals, nature can sustain itself, and hunting has caused many animals to go extinct, or endangered.

history of hunting reveals that hunters of today share many of the same motivations and methods as ancient hunters. While technology and accessories may be different that those used for hunting thousands of years ago, the ability to take down an animal is something to be celebrated. When you learn the history of hunting, you’ll gain greater appreciation for this old tradition. Hunting is an essential component of conservation and can be used in everyday life; it has been a part of American history from its earliest beginnings and once provided a necessary source of food. In the early 1900s, when many wildlife species were almost near extinction, hunters stepped forward and asked Congress to impose an excise tax on the sale of firearms and ammunition products to help fund wildlife conservation in the United States. Another act that came into effect was the Conservation Movement. The conservation movement covers the movement to preserve and protect America’s wildlife, the lands, and other natural resources. A lot of hunters hunt for one purpose and that is to feed their families. These hunters usually hunt during the specific seasons where they can harvest the animals that their families will eat. Hunting is also an effective form of management because it will remove a number of individual animals from a population and prevent them from reproducing. Reducing the population will reduce human/animal conflicts, such as car collisions, Lyme disease and landscaping damage.

All throughout North America there is a large diversity of animals, ranging from muskox to wild turkey. For every animal in North America there is a daring or conservative hunter willing to test their abilities and sometimes put their bodies to the test as they attempt to harvest some of God's great creations. North America has one of the largest varieties of terrains in the world. This allows many different species of animals to thrive in environments but may also limit one species from living in all parts of the continent. The different environments forces hunters to use different tactics to succeed in getting an animal. This could be negative 40 degrees in Northern Canada, or 95 degrees in South Florida.

Once upon a time there were two friends. Their names are Trent and Kaleb. They loved hunting. It was December 5, 2018, and Trent and Kaleb were at their Grandpa David’s house. Kaleb asked Trent, “Do you want to go hunting this weekend?” He said, “Sure why not?¨ ¨I will pick you up on December 7, 2018 at 5:00 am.¨ “That is this Saturday morning,” Kaleb said,“That is opening day of first season shotgun.” Saturday morning he came and picked up Kaleb. They went to the Schmutte farm. They were after this huge buck named Ole’ Charlie.

Early the next morning it was foggy and dreary.We got up and ate breakfast and got ready to go hunting early that morning. We went outside with caution after what we seen the night before. We scanned over the ground looking for any sign of the mysterious creature that passed by the cabin the night before.

It all started when a chipmunk scurried for cover as the sound of hooves shuffling through leaves became closer. The sound of the dead fall leaves being crushed filled my ears with excitement. This was not the sound of a large squirrel burying a nut for the cold winter months, but the smooth steps of a deer. The deer cautiously maneuvered its way through the thick woods line towards the feeding field. I began to feel anxious not knowing what the first deer of the night would be or if the slight breeze would carry my scent to the precise nose of the deer. The birds in the field look to the incoming sounds and took flight through the afternoon sky. The chipmunk has quieted and the deer stepped into the open field ready to feed on the bait pile. My heart started to speed up and my muscles tightened when I saw the antlers above the deer’s ears. I lifted my newly built rifle up and looked at the deer through the magnified scope. Eight solid points laid above the head of the large deer. I could feel my heartbeat in my ears as I silently flipped the safety off, and began to squeeze the trigger slowly. The explosion of gunpowder shot the large projectile out of the barrel, through the deer, and into the dirt. This single moment was more than just a kill. It was the moment I began to enjoy from past hunting experiences.