Deer hunting, however, was something new. On opening morning, we walked along a snow-covered trail looking for a good spot to wait. On a hillside above a creek, we sat 50 yards apart, facing in opposite directions. After a half hour, I got fidgety and stood up just in time to see four does bounding away from where Cynthia sat. They looked so scared, I just couldn't do it.
Some hunters claim otherwise, but killing is a big part of hunting, especially for big game.
And I think we hunters should take that part very seriously. I hunted for 25 years before I was prepared to kill an animal as large as a deer. Last fall, neither of my hunting companions was quite ready to pull the trigger, so they passed up the opportunity. They still don't know if they could actually kill a deer, but they plan to return with me again next hunting season and see. All rights reserved.