Buck Season 2017 – 8 Point Whitetail Harvest
While I come from a family of hunters and trappers in the little town of Ligonier in western Pennsylvania, at a young age I never really had an interest in hunting. I think it was more of a patience thing looking back.
This year, with the nice late November weather, I decided to give hunting another try and asked my big brother to take me out hunting.
There were a few reasons why I wanted to do this. First off, I never killed a deer. While most people would not consider me a bloodthirsty human being, I do eat a lot of meat. Having never killed an animal I have eaten I am kind of reminded of the scene in Game of Thrones where Ned talks about carrying out your own sentencing.
Now that I am older, the experience of hunting is a way for me to kind of reset. Its hard to explain, but during the daily stress of life, work, family, electronics, and all the tasks and information that are bombarding your brain on a daily basis are forgotten as you sit out in the middle of nowhere and participate in the most challenging game of Where’s Waldo that there is. Your focus is so intense on slowly scanning the woods and listening to every sound that everything else slides off and for a few hours, you are free.
Getting the deer for me was really the smaller part of the experience. I really wanted to go through the process of field dressing, butchering, and exploring the cuisine of venison. I fried some venison tenderloin the next day. If you have never had venison, are would like to try it, you just have to keep in mind it isn’t beef. Don’t expect it to taste like beef. Venison has its own flavor.
So now, I think I am hooked on hunting. In 2018 I am going to take a shot (pun intended :)) at Archery.