Personal Narrative: My Log Cabin

Then I took him over to where the deer was standing, but there was no blood. I was starting to get angry at myself, for not making the best shot I could. My father and I started walking around the spot looking for blood, but there was still nothing. My father and I walked down the hill behind my tree stand to look, and all the sudden he stopped, and I didn’t know why. Then I saw it. It was the buck. I ran up to it, and it was a monster buck, it could be one of the biggest in Iowa in 2015. I was so excited mostly because I made a perfect shot, it just didn’t bleed like I thought it would’ve. We called up to the house, and my cousin brought down the gator, so it would be easier to get the deer

Another hour passed, and both my dad and I started to consider packing it in for another spot. Just then, my dad alerted me to five deer bounding across the road. I raised up my gun and got ready to shoot, but before I could take the shot, the deer got our scent and proceeded back into the bush. My dad looked over to me and said, “It’s all

It was about a 500-mile trek across the northern part of the state of Nevada from my house to where we were going to set up camp for the hunt. We had planned for two solid days of scouting the vast Jarbidge wilderness for elk. We had no guide so between me, my dad, and my uncle, lots of work was about to be done in the weekend.

I wrestled with pillows, quilts and books spread on the bed finding some space for nap. Again the hotter months of summers and spring were there; the work was strenuous, combatting uncontrollable wildfires. Because of the generally hot and dry climate, they pose a great risk to life and infrastructure. I struggled to fall asleep but the overbearing heat mocked at me. The air conditioner had gone off an hour agao, forcing my crew out of cabin but i was desperate to get some rest despite the fact i was sweating profusely. Eventually my eyes started to close slowly as i felt the heavy curtain of sleep. I was about to doze off but to my dismay, the fore alarm went off. We had to gear up quickly because the threat level was

The first day was pretty great. There was many cabins. Six of my friends and I decided to stay in a cabin called “willow.” The cabin had bunk beds and it had a bathroom and shower which was great because my friends and I wouldn’t have to share bathrooms and shower with all of the people. At the introduction they were telling me about the rules of the camp and our expectations. Then we ate lunch and I liked the food there it was really good. Then the real fun began. My friends and I went swimming. When I was standing on the edge of the bridge one of my friends pushed me. I got him back by doing it to him too. Then my friend and I went canoeing and we were doing really great at not tipping over but then we did tip over and we all fell in. It

Every year, the first week of pheasant season, my dad and his family drive up to northern Kansas and have a hunting trip near my grandma's. I would go every year, but a few years ago I had a brand new experience. I was thirteen years old and had just finished my hunters education certificate. That meant it was the first time I would be able to walk the fields with the older guys and carry a shotgun. I was extremely excited, but I tried not to show it.

I am the General Manger of the recently-purchased and renovated Timber Cove Inn. After a 2.5 million upgrade, the raccoons have returned to nature, we have remodeled the rooms, and we have added hiking trails and an events lawn overlooking the spectacular Sonoma Coast.

It was a cold morning in late November early December. I bundled up into all my hunting gear. I had warm hat, coat and overalls. My gloves were thin so I had hand warmers inside of them. My boots were really thin but I had feet warmers in them so my toes wouldn't get cold. I was ready for the hunt so we hopped into the truck and cruised to nick's where we rent the land.

This morning my dad and went to huddle house to get something to eat.When my dad and I left Huddle House we went to get the equipment for the deer. First we when to the campsite to set up for the deer. When we got to the campsite we got the equipment off the truck. After that we waited for the deer. 2 hours later the deer I saw was a 8 point big buck.Then I pulled the rifle and then was a bullet hole in its throat. When I shot the guns there was a big POW! So we loaded it in the truck . Then we went by to

I was so excited for tomorrow's hunt. Night falls and we get to bed in the upstairs room; I could barely sleep at all. Morning came and we set out searching for deer. The first day was pretty uneventful. We didn’t see and wildlife hardly at all, but I still l had a cool experience. I got to drink from a natural spring, which kept my spirits high. The next day is inescapably here, and we head out again. This time was it. We are walking along when my dad suddenly stops me. He points up this hill as I squint my eyes to try and see what he's talking about. He sets the gun down and lines it up. At the same time I lay down and peer through the scope at what is unmistakably a buck. It wasn’t anything spectacular like a four point, this time it only had two points on each side. My dad told me to aim at the middle of his shoulder blade. I carefully limit my shot to as close to the middle of the buck’s shoulder blade as I can get, and I squeeze the trigger. Bang, the shot flies through the air dropping the buck where he stood. I was ecstatic at the sight of it, but just when I thought it was over another buck walks in to see what had

First, my dad and I arrived at my grandma’s house at ten in the morning, before elk season started. We left the house and started to go to my grandma’s house. The two of us stopped for breakfast with a family friend. Then we left and got on the road again. It was about nine in the morning when we made it to Walmart to get our hunting licenses. We arrived at my grandma’s house right at

Pounding music I’ve never heard before, dancing kids, and lights flashing everywhere. That describes the exact moment I realized I want to do music. I was 8 years old and this was all foreign for me, I have never experienced anything like that. I knew what concerts where and seen videos of big ones, but if I was never introduced to local band concerts my life would have not been the same today. Something about watching kids in their teens playing their music with such passion made me so passionate, the kids in the audience too dancing, crowd surfing, singing every word to every song that their friends made, it made me want be a part of that community more than anything in the world. So that’s just what I did, I asked my sister to

I would go outside and i would play hunting with my little brother. One day my dad came up to me and ask if i wanted to go hunting with him. I said yes so i shoot my gun dad got me and then we when hunting. We were sitting in the tree stand not see any thing so we go back to camp to get worm. Then we when back out and sat some didn’t see anything i was get board because i was not see anything. It got dark so we when back to the cabin to sleep. In the moring we ate brekfbest then head to the tree stand we climed up in the stand and sat down. We didn’t see anything in the morning so we when when back to the cabin and ate lunch. We head back to the tree stand we were

I can remember everything about the first deer I shot. The smells the weather, watching the red sun come up in the morning over the trees lighting up the forest. The whole weekend was memorable but the first morning of deer opener was when I got my ten-point buck, barely. As we pull up to our family cabin, I can see through the windows on the front of the house my grandfather and my two uncles sitting at the kitchen table. My dad asked me what I thought they were doing and I bet on them all playing cards, that was what we always did on nights before we went hunting. Once we walked in, we were greeted with handshakes and some meal in a crockpot my grandma had made to keep us all good and full for the weekend. I had gotten all my stuff ready for the next morning and went back out to the kitchen to visit with everyone before we all went to bed. Everyone was sitting and talking around the table about where we were all going to sit in the morning. As we talked I asked if I could sit in the "bucket stand," they agreed I could, it was my Uncle Dan's favorite spot and had gotten many deer there. It was a good stand, and they decided that’s where I would sit. As we got ready for bed, I climbed up to the top bunk bed and was anxious for the next morning I wanted to get the first buck of the weekend. So before I went to bed, I prayed to god that I got one of the first deer of the year that next morning. After that, I fell right asleep.

The soft waves from a nearby boat crash along shore and the tender morning sun peeks its way through my blinds. I am at my cabin and I can’t wait for our action packed weekend full of tubing, fishing, and most importantly, relaxing. After a standard four waffle breakfast I make my way out to the wooden dock to begin my day of fun with a stimulating tube ride.