Descriptive Essay - The Stump Deer

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.

The third Saturday of November was one filled with conflicting emotions: excitement, fear, optimism, and nervousness. The screeching sound of the alarm at 4:00 a.m. initiated a sense of panic and thrill throughout me; it was the opening day of the gun deer hunting season. Within minutes, I was dressed from head to toe in bright, blaze orange that could be recognized from miles away. I reluctantly, yet willingly, climbed into the truck to head to the hunting land in Adams County, Wisconsin. My stomach felt like it was tied into knots. My mind was again flooded with conflicting emotions. I began to wonder: will I get a deer? Will I not get a deer? Will I get a buck?

We drove in the truck towards the direction of where the doe ran. Adrenaline was rushing through my body. Was the doe going to be there? It was my first time shooting a deer. I desperately wanted to find her dead in the field. My heart was pounding with anticipation and excitement. For a minute it felt as if my heart was going to burst out of my chest. When we pulled up I saw her on the ground. There she was, my first deer. Beaming with pride and joy, I looked at my grandfather. He looked at me with a smile and said, “That was a great shot I am proud of

In another hour, it’s clear I’ve got to find a place to camp. Earlier today I thought we were going to go on a simple hunt. My dad and I were out in the woods walking to our deer stand. We don’t take much when we hunt, just guns, food, and water. Dad was giving me a lot of advice on what to do if you end up by yourself in the middle of the woods. It was weird because I thought I knew everything about the woods. We finally found our favorite hunting spot with our deer stands. We got up in our stand, and Dad said he forgot his bear spray in the truck. You always need bear spray when hunting in Alaska. He told me to stay put and wait for him to come back. That is where it all went wrong. After an hour, I started to get worried. Then

The description of a deer there are many facts. Deer facts about a deer which they are known for are their long legs with powerful muscles and are able to run 40 miles per hour and jump 10 feet high. So, with their legs they are able to leap. We as humans in our language we may say reach. Do you know the last time you stretched yourself to reach? Reached defined as: to get to or get far as moving, going, traveling, etc… Sometime, in life you have to reach to accomplish, achieve and obtain success. When was the last time you have reached for your goals? Some goals in life requires for you to reach not just doing 50% but putting in 100%+ in order to achieve. What did you want to achieve in life when you were younger because we feel like we have time? If you are living we still have time on our side by grace from our Creator. What are you doing with the time you are granted? Where is your list of goals you have set and reached for to show your

Suppose we walk into the woods, and the only vegetation around is the large hardwood trees towering above us. At first, we may think this is a great place to walk because there is not foliage to maneuver. However, this forest is actually unhealthy due to a lack of ground cover and native vegetation. The cause is an overabundance of deer eating everything from the ground to as high as they can reach. The excess number of deer and their eating habits causes many plant species to be completely wiped out of an area due to the overpopulation of deer. This is a result of inefficient practices and regulations by humans. Some of this problem is controlled by sterilization and predators, but hunting should be recognized as the main solution to solving the problems caused by high deer populations.

The season is autumn, and the temperature is modest. I clean my 7mm rifle in a gentle and pre cautious way. I start at the stock of the gun, and work my way towards the barrel. The grain of the wooden butt comes from the finest trees. I run my fingers across the gun getting to know every detail there is, treating it like a newborn baby. As I pack my items away for my adventurous hunt, excitement overwhelms my mind like a vigorous hurricane striking the coast. I place items in my pack; such as, a knife, food, water, and a compass. In just a couple of hours I’ll have the opportunity of shooting a mule deer, which is one of nature’s greatest gifts. I store my rifle and other necessities for the hunt in my truck. By the time I hit the road and make my way towards the ranch the morning had almost reached an end. The fire from beyond makes its appearance when I arrive. The gracious first moments of the sunrise are breathtaking. I sat in awe taking in every moment I could of this astounding area that surrounded me.

When I was a little older than five I went upstairs in the attic to play. One of my toys went under the guest bed I looked underneath for the toy and saw two cases. I pulled one out that had the 22. Caliber in it and decided to play with it. When my mom came upstairs to get me for lunch she saw the gun screamed what are you doing. She than took the gun put back in it’s case and put it back under the bed. She said don’t mess with these until you're older. So the next day I go back into the attic and this time I get out the shotgun case out and take out the browning 5 auto and play with that same thing happened as before. Mom than asked me why I did it even though she told me not to. I said that I couldn’t play with these till i’m older I’m a day older than yesterday .

Muntjac deer are found southern of England and their habitats are mostly found in Wondaland are their preferred habitat, but they are increasingly found in gardens and even walking down in street.

It was a crisp morning in Alaska, the wind carried snow for miles upon miles. But, the most beautiful sight was the moose feeding with his young. The day was November 28th, 2016 or as many Alaskans know the day before deer season starts. OBJ walked into the cabin with his gear. You could see OBJ’s muscles exploding from his shirt! Also, he was wearing his game uniform for some odd reason?

To Hunt and gift a deer can be a long and difficult process, short and easy process, or it could be a mix of both. It all depends on the day, time, weather, and most importantly of all, deer. Sometimes a person tag out within minutes of the beginning of opening day. Other times a person will see three deer all of which are out of shooting range.

In early morning, I grabbed my gear and my trusty small pistol. On my 7th birthday, my father gave this gun to me because hunting was a tradition in my family. I remember my father telling me that it was only made for me and me only. So whenever I’m hunting, I always carry my gun with me. As I stepped out, a soft light hit my face. I took a deep breath and the smell of salt and pines filled my nose, and then trotted into the ominous forest. My eyes instantly noticed tracks heading in a direction. I laughed to myself. “Ha ha ha, you call this fun?” I continued following and scanning the tracks, which now had several different ones now. I looked closely at them. The small tracks have been walked over before. I smiled. This boy had more experience than I thought, but I was smarter.

Many people enjoy riding roller coasters or skydiving because they enjoy the thrill, but there is no thrill like hunting. The rush of seeing the majestic beasts glide through the woods is an experience that few know and many never experience. The adrenaline pushes of pulling the trigger and seeing the arrow fly in slow motion as it streaks through the air will leave your heart pumping faster than anything else, but hunting is not easy and that can’t be seen more through my first experience crossbow hunting.

It was a Saturday evening my sister and I got our hunting clothes on and our guns ready. We got packed up with some extra bullets and some snacks for while we are sitting in the stand. After we got ready we started the walk out to the woods which was not long because we rode the gator down the old trail. It's a windy trail with lots of rocks in the middle and trees surrounding it and also a lot of puddles. We drove practically to the stand then walked very quietly the rest of the way. We got to the stand and we grabbed all of our things and headed up the long wooden stairs of the white deer stand with the tree branches painted on the side. Once I get up the stairs I get situated and comfortable for the wait that is about as long as waiting for a girl to get ready to go out. My sister is much better at being quiet then me and the whole time i'm getting situated i'm bumping my head on the ceiling, hitting the chair on the wall, accidentally set the gun down loudly against the wall. The whole time my sister was probably rolling her eyes at how loud I was. The clear glass windows are opened and the

As the morning wore on I began to get anxious and fidgety feeling that no deer were going to come. As I was contemplating whether to leave my stand in the field, I recognized two deer grazing peacefully in the middle of the field. I quickly pulled up and looked through my scope and saw nothing but green fuzz. I was so nervous that I had forgotten to readjust the focus on my scope. As I did, the deer saw me move and began to trot away from me and into the protection of the forest. I managed to get my scope in focus in time to see that there was a buck and a doe. My chance had finally come. I was going to get my first Vermont buck. I immediately stood up from my stand and jogged over to where they had entered the woods. Once in the woods, I evaluated the surroundings and had a good