I love the 'hunt' part of hunting way above the killing part. The past few days, I was up scouting my elk area, and got into a bunch. Being alone with the elk as they talked to each other, not knowing I was around, was a great day spent in God's country. Since I have actually killed very few elk for the time I have spent hunting them, I guess that it is good that the kill, at least for me, is secondary to the experiences that I enjoy in the outdoors.
I have had some success over the years, but some of my best outdoor memories are not of the kills, but of more mundane things; great sunrises, the colors of the forest in autumn, summer wildflower shows, etc. It's all good.