Personal Narrative Essay: The Legend Of Deer Hunting

Still same result. Even though it was freezing out I was starting to sweat. 2 bullets of this size should have knocked any elk down. So I loaded my second to last load I had on me and the last primer I had. Except this load I was so anxious I just happened to fumble the primer and drop it down into the sea of shale, never to be seen again. now I had the problem of an elk that was laying on the ground wondering what had happened to him, ready to get up and make a great break away without a primer to take another shot. All this time I didn’t realize my dad was getting closer and closer to me so as I was getting panicked he was there and told me to get more primers and reloads out of my extra extra ammo from my pack while he watched the elk and made sure it didn’t leave. I came back after moving as quickly as possible to get the primers. a little out of breath i rose again and put a bullet right through the neck making the elk drop instantly dead. I was excited and approaches closely to make sure the elk was done for good before felling a short relief and excitement that

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.

SPC Kohl-Harris, during the month of November you were part of the Range week schedule during this month. You shoot a 30 out of 40 Sharpshooter. You had struggled to zero by using the bi-pod, having to take off the bipod your group shot had improved and able to zero properly. that is some need to improve getting used to equipment that we barely use is good to have knowledge how to use the equipment when the situation dictates. The best way to improve is to have knowledge of FM 3-22.9 Rifle Marksmanship, M16-/M4-SeriesWeapons will explain the proper fundamental of shooting. To include, you were one of four concur trainers for Sit Rep and Spot Rep. This is a great moment and challenge to practice in front of a group to give oral training, which

It’s 31 degrees, the wind is blowing, cold, wet snow is falling, and 75 yards away, a trophy sized, 950 lb. Grizzly Bear just wandered out of the woods. With my .375 Ruger Hawkeye in hand, I lined up the shot resting the front bead in the notch of the rear sight. Taking long, even breaths I slowing exhaled and simultaneously squeezed the trigger. A loud BANG rang out, and 75 yards away lay my latest trophy, which signaled the end to another spectacular hunt. This was possible due to the ability to propel a chunk of metal out of a barrel at supersonic speed and accurately hit a target many yards down range. Our technology and capabilities are what separate us from our hunting counterparts of the past. Thousands of

We didn't shoot right away. For one thing we didn't know if he was of legal size, and another thing was we wanted something to rest on. About fifty yards

All my life I have been goal driven, ever since I was a young boy I had the goal to shoot my first bear. I was an avid hunter and I loved to be in the wilderness and hunt what I could. Then finally one year when I back of age, I had my shot. I was hunting up in Swatara, MN and I was in the stand with my father. Directly below me was a 300lb black bear and it did not know we were there. All of a sudden I pulled up to shoot and I ended up missing... I was completely devastated since that was my chance to claim a black bear for myself. After that happened I started to doubt myself at first. I thought less of myself because I missed one shot. I then realized that the only way to get better is to practice. Indeed I did... The next year came by and I was by myself in my stand.

In the fall of 2012, I had just completed a six hour hunters education course and my father finally deemed me ready to hunt. Hunting is a tradition that has been in my family for generations. My grandpa taught my father how to hunt, and finally it was time for my father to teach me. “Once a Gerace gets his first kill, he earns the responsibilities of being a man,” That is what my Grandfather told my father many years ago, and now my father told me. Later that week, we found out that we were drawn for javelina hunting, although the hunt was not until February. For the next four months I spent every weekend at the shooting range, the determination I had for getting my first javelina was unmatched. I never wanted anything more in my life.

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

Two new deer hunters decided to separate to increases their chances. “What if we get lost?” says one of them. “Fire three shots up in the air, every hour on the hour” says the other. “I saw it on TV.” Sure enough, one of the hunters gets lost, so he fires three shots up into the air every hour on the hour. The next day the other hunter finds his friend with the help of the Forest Ranger. “Did you do what I said?” asked the hunter. “Yes, I fired three shots up into the air every hour on the hour, until I ran out of arrows.” Bow hunting has been around for many years. Bows have evolved over the years, so much that it is easier to bow hunt now than it was years ago. Everyone should try bow hunting at least once in their lifetime. Bow hunting can be a challenging sport, an exciting sport, and a relaxing sport.

This type of hunting is one of the two most difficult ways to hunt. The difficulty of hunting this way is not a bad thing. Most people like the difficulty just to make the rush of the hunt that much more intense. As you pull the trigger on your muzzleloader the ignition is not instantaneous like shooting a shotgun or a rifle. You have to hold steady as you pull the trigger for about a second or more while an

Many people think of the bahamas, or a five star hotel when a vacation is mentioned, however that is not true for all. For those who enjoy the outdoors and nature, a nice hunting trip speak more to them. Hunting has been seen in our culture for centuries as a way of reconnecting with nature, and in todays world with the lack of predators it is used to keep nature in balance, as well as keeping in touch with our ancestral traditions.

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.

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.

Soon enough, however, we seemed to become bored with our adventure and decided that our excitement for the day had ended, so we began our short journey back to my house. On the way back, we stopped briefly by the tree that supplied the three squirrels we killed previously. I then continued walking, but my friend had noticed a squirrel clinging to the trunk of the tree. I was on the opposite side of the tree from him, about forty feet away from my fellow gunslinger. As I turned around, I noticed I was in the direct line of his firing range. Before I had time to warn him of the unsafe situation, I saw the shots. Three consecutive discharges of his gun snapped the scene into slow motion. Fire and smoke billowed out of his gun after each bullet was released. The sound of the shots was deafened by my own fear, although I could hear the bullets whizzing inches from my head. As bullets pierced the air right next

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