It was a cold dark September morning when I got up into my tree stand. I set up at the corner edge of the woods looking over a soybean field. There was a slight breeze blowing northeast that day and the odds would be in my favor. I knew the deer would travel past me as they would try to grab a little snack before heading off to their bedding area. Sitting in the dark up in my tree stand, all I could do was anxiously wait for the sunlight to appear. It was not long before the sun slowly started to rise and everything around me started to move. The sparrows, cardinals and crows just chirping and flying everywhere. I cannot forget about the annoying woodpecker pecking away just right above me. The many sounds of insects especially crickets going off like crazy including the mosquitoes. .
I was set on a big old oak tree with branches hanging down to my left and right with fading green leaves camouflaging me. The soybean field to my left and the severely beaten down deer trail twenty yards in front of me. The leaves from the trees and plants were glistering as condensation set upon them. The woods in front of me was so thick that I could not make out if anything was going to come out of it. I had to rely on my sense of hearing and made sure I was paying attention at all times. Six hours have passed and I was beginning to feel hopeless that I was not going to get a deer. I decided to wait anxiously for a few more hours before giving up. While surfing the net on my phone, I heard the sound of something moving in the thick woods in front of me. Making very slow and soundless movements I set my phone back into my pocket and glanced over to see what it was. About twenty seconds later I start seeing the head of a deer pop out thirty yards in front of me. I couldn't believe it, my mind was racing with full of joy and I knew this was my chance. .
A couple seconds later, the deer cautiously stepped out in full view and it was a doe.
I saw a brown creature pass through the first headlamp. ... He had found the deer. ... Meanwhile, my brother loaded the deer up into the bed of his truck and drove us the quarter of a mile home. By now it was light out and I had missed my first class of the day. My brother gutted the deer and hung it to dry in the barn. ...
But what I remember most is shooting with my Dad and taking my first deer and the deer the deer of a life time. ... Several years later after saving money for God knows how long, but once I had saved enough I begged and begged for Dad to take me and buy my first bow. ... I had been hunting for a few years before starting to bowhunt, and had already taken my first, second, and third deer with a shotgun. But the first time that a deer walked into my bow range was nothing short of amazing and what an adrenaline rush there is absolutely no way to explain what goes through your mind until a...
When my ancestors first came to the Island of Taiwan, they had nothing except a few pieces of clothing and tools. ... The deer saved my ancestors from starvation, and hence, my people worship it as the gift from God. ... Moreover, Taiwanese deer symbolizes the dazzling beauty of my homeland---the Taiwan Island. ... Every characteristic of the deer matches my beautiful homeland perfectly, and the deer is the best representative of my country. Overall, although there are various animals living in my country, Taiwanese deer is the most important one as it was the food that saved my ancestor...
The first week will be spent skiing and hiking in the Rocky Mountains, and then I will travel to Honolulu, Hawaii where I will spend the final two weeks taking pictures of volcanoes. ... The first thing I need to do is make contact with the world. ... Just as I am about to give up on my search for the evening, I spot a deer in the distance digging in the snow for some plants or branches to eat. ... Feeling energized from the dip, I make my way to the area where I placed the deer last night. I take the knife out of my pocket and begin to cut up the deer. ...
My favorite pet is my hunting dog Batman. ... Batman is the first dog I let out. ... Batman is usually the first one to strike. I can tell because he is the first one to start barking. ... Batman is usually the first dog to cross where the deer came out, so if it is a doe I try to catch him and the other dogs and put them into the dog box. ...
Hunting has been a big part of my life since before I can remember. I spend most of my time hunting for deer and turkey. ... I haven't really harvested too many deer. ... Most deer I see I don't even get the gun up to even take a chance at shooting them. ... These people don't know what it is like to kill your first big buck or to watch these creatures in their own natural habitat. ...
My next finding is that Stafford's poem is rather a recent poem, which makes me question why the speaker is traveling. ... Already in the first line of the poem I knew where the speaker was, what he was doing and what he has come across; "Traveling through the dark I found a deer" (Stafford 1). ... The end of the line brought me to my latest conclusion. ... From the first line the deer appeared to be alive. ... Is the deer in the first stage of decomposition or is something else wrong with the deer? ...
I am a hunter and I grew up with both my immediate family and my extended family on both sides being hunters. ... If a member in my family brings home any type of deer we never waste any part of the meat. ... Probably a quarter of if we will take in to be made in to venison sausage and hot sticks and the other three quarters my mom will can and we will use in other meals throughout the year until the next hunting begins and my dad and sister hopefully bring home another deer. ... If you are not aware of what is going on with the animals you are hunting you have no business hunting in the fir...
In 1900, there were about 500,000 deer in the United States. ... Also, in 1900, there was much more land for the deer to roam and more deer were killed. ... First, for the reasons that are stated above. ... There is no doubt in my mind that this is wrong, but usually the people who do this have an ego problem and it makes them feel big to kill a big deer. ... My dad has always said to "Eat everything that is killed and don't kill anything that can't be eaten." ...
