Being in the woods takes you away from your worries for a brief time. It takes you away from the bright lights of the city. It carries you from a hustling, fast-paced world and puts you back in the heart of something greater than humankind, something we could never duplicate or build. It still seems to me that the hunter is looked upon as a savage. Some feel we are nothing more than merciless killers out for the pleasure of the kill.
Naysayers are wrong in some ways, and because of unfortunate immaturity, they are right as well.
In my experience, I have come across hunters who take what has been given to them for granted. These are the men and women who go to camp for the pure pleasure of getting drunk. Then these same people venture out into the woods and make a fatal error. These are people who do not respect the sport and thus should not be allowed to participate. Nothing upsets a loyal woodsman more than the few individuals who give us a bad reputation because of their carelessness.