HunterHarry
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This is going to sound wierd to some of you. Some just won't get it and some may later on,
First, let me say that I have been a passionate hunter for many,many years.
I have a trophy room full of trophies,from Blacktails to Muleys to Mountain lions to Grizzly Bears to Wolves etc.
The passion still burns inside to take the great big game animals that Mother Nature has given us. I have been a trapper and a bird hunter taking hundreds of lives my years in the outdoors.
In the last ten years or so I have been a hard core Salmon and Steelhead fisherman. I have introduced my son to the outdoors as soon as he could keep up with me,he is 11 years old now . He now is a very,very competent fisherman.I watched in awe this winter as he successfully landed and released 15 steelhead in one day. I stood there and watched him give thanks to a wonderful 13 lb buck steelhead and revive it to watch it swim away to reproduce in the incredible northern river from which it came.
Tonight I was in my den looking at the great photos of that trip,and while looking at all my mounts in my room had a re-occurring thought: Have you ever tried to explain to an outsider how you can truly love the quarry in which you intend to kill? Have you ever wrestled with the question itself?
Maybe I am getting softer now that I am reaching my mid forties
I have had friends and family die,I have seen my son be born,I have tried to ingrain that deepest of loves for the outdoors that I have had since I was very young, into my son.
However,It is a very strange relationship that the predator has with it's prey,be it a fish,a bird or a beautiful buck.
It is hard for a man to bear his true feelings in a public arena,but I am sure some of you guys have that love and respect for the magnificent animals that we persue.
I only hope we can pass this on to future generations.
Take your kids with you!
(HunterHarry)
First, let me say that I have been a passionate hunter for many,many years.
I have a trophy room full of trophies,from Blacktails to Muleys to Mountain lions to Grizzly Bears to Wolves etc.
The passion still burns inside to take the great big game animals that Mother Nature has given us. I have been a trapper and a bird hunter taking hundreds of lives my years in the outdoors.
In the last ten years or so I have been a hard core Salmon and Steelhead fisherman. I have introduced my son to the outdoors as soon as he could keep up with me,he is 11 years old now . He now is a very,very competent fisherman.I watched in awe this winter as he successfully landed and released 15 steelhead in one day. I stood there and watched him give thanks to a wonderful 13 lb buck steelhead and revive it to watch it swim away to reproduce in the incredible northern river from which it came.
Tonight I was in my den looking at the great photos of that trip,and while looking at all my mounts in my room had a re-occurring thought: Have you ever tried to explain to an outsider how you can truly love the quarry in which you intend to kill? Have you ever wrestled with the question itself?
Maybe I am getting softer now that I am reaching my mid forties
I have had friends and family die,I have seen my son be born,I have tried to ingrain that deepest of loves for the outdoors that I have had since I was very young, into my son.
However,It is a very strange relationship that the predator has with it's prey,be it a fish,a bird or a beautiful buck.
It is hard for a man to bear his true feelings in a public arena,but I am sure some of you guys have that love and respect for the magnificent animals that we persue.
I only hope we can pass this on to future generations.
Take your kids with you!
(HunterHarry)