My Favorite Family Tradition

I slowly pulled back my bow,on the biggest buck i had ever saw in my life.I had a twent

Things were just going great! I thought for sure that they were going to shoot my Moose. But my dad wasn't going to let that happen. We ran right by the truck and set-up in the nearest spot we could see the Moose. It was a pretty bad position and I was basically laying backward in the middle of a bush trying to get steady. The other hunters were kneeling down and looking through their scopes. My dad could not believe his eyes and all he said was "shoot, and make sure you get

The next Monday coach gave us practice off so I headed home again. That night I went over to my brother's house and borrowed his shotgun because it had a fully rifled barrel with a scope. This gun was much better than mine. While I was there we talked about where he had shot his deer and where he had saw other deer. I headed home that night with little hope that I would actually get a deer at all. It was really cold when I got up the next morning. I headed out to a spot near where my brother shot his deer. As I walked out the snow covered ground crunched under my feet. I got set up in my spot and settled down for the wait. I was sitting there for about forty five minutes when I heard a noise.

My eyes gravitated toward sudden movement in the right side of the binoculars. I instantly caught a glance of a huge rack of antlers creeping out of the pine trees. Instinctively, I threw down the binoculars, grabbed my gun, found the buck in my cross-hairs, took the safety off, and fired. The deer immediately dropped.

My family and i all went on a hunt for deer but we ran into trouble.There was a elk charging at us.Here is how it all began.

Next thing I knew, it was February 12th, the night before my big hunt. I was so ecstatic that night, I could not sleep. I stayed up through the night cleaning my gun and making sure I packed everything. I ended up sleeping on the five hour drive to the hunting grounds. The next couple of hours we spent setting up the tents and gathering wood to make a fire. We got to sleep early that night so we could get up early and scout the area.

Just a typical evening driving home from work, tired from such a long day. Lis-tening to the music just trying to stay awake. All of a sudden something runs out in front of you, and without any hesitation you slam on your brakes. Next thing you know, there is a deer, that u just about hit, standing inches in front of your car. Just a typical deer running like they always do, when it gets close to dark.

The deer hunt tests your patience and in my case- accuracy. One day my brother told me to come up to him on the property. When I arrived there I caught my breath and calmed down to be able to take my best shot. After that we then situated our selves for the shot. It was a long 150 yard shot. I held my aim and didn’t even breath to be able to take the perfect shot. Once I shot, the deer all of the sudden trotted away. I had missed! However, I took three more shots, right after the third shot the deer dropped dead instantly.

Traditions are really important in my family it brings us all together in a fun way. One of my families many traditions is on the Fourth of July we have a big party for my mom’s side of the family. We get together and we have hot dogs, burgers,and chips. We play volleyball, kickball ,and talk till it’s dark then set off fireworks.

It all started one beautiful evening that seemed like just another hunt. I had basketball practice that evening but it up getting canceled for some odd reason practice never got canceled on Sundays but this Sunday was different. Deer hunting earlier in my life wasn't that special to me because of the early failure i encountered. When i was younger i missed four deer in a small time frame and eventually i gave up because all my confidence disappeared. For years my father would ask me “You gonna come with me this year?” I would sigh and tell him because all the confidence was drained from me. Well the same question came back around and i thought about it and i eventually thought about it and i decided to get back into it. I started shooting my

I thought to myself, "Surely it won't rain today." Another hour went by and down came the rain. It didn't slack up for hours. Suddenly though, it seemed I had a slight change of luck. Staring into the pouring rain, I saw two eyes glaring at me from the far right bush. Could it be? I might actually kill my first deer! Slowly, he made his way to the middle of the field. He looked to be about a five-point buck. My dad placed his overly large gun up to my shoulder and told me to hold tight. I placed the target on the deer and pulled the trigger. After a big bang, off the deer ran as my shot missed its

It was my first time going geese hunting with a shotgun. I was really nervous to going because my uncle and my grandpa are really good at it. They go every weekend and more than half of the time they get their lemont. Also I was very excited to go just growing up going and always watching them going hunting with guns and i always watched. I was getting tired of it. I thought it was time for me to have a gun and on more messing around as much

Every year for Thanksgiving, my dad, cousin, and 2 uncles go hunting. Hunting is a tradition that we enjoy on Thanksgiving, and we have repeated it for several years. Hunting is done before the meal, and after, and we normally shoot 2-3 deer

Since my family lived so close together, we had many family traditions that remain important. We gather for nearly every holiday for a meal and routine. For Easter every year, we have an Easter egg hunt and dinner at my grandmother’s house. For Christmas Eve, we always went to my great-grandparents house and had dinner and exchanged gifts. For Christmas, we celebrated at home, and then went to my grandmother's for breakfast with our cousins. The importance of all of the holidays we celebrated was that no matter what was going on in our lives,

After that we sat in silence for about 20 minutes until the cold began to nip at my feet and the tips of my fingers which made me very restless but I tried to do my best so I would not scare away the deer. When we hit the 60 minute mark I was bored out of my mind, I thought I would go crazy, but suddenly my Father grabbed my coat and pointed out Words the west side of the field that we were watching. I