"sometimes a whole season can be spent looking, waiting, hunting for nothing; nothing except walking through the beauty of autumn days in the thick forest, moving through color and clean air and the soft light of a million dappled leaves while the act of hunting forces all the things seen, all the beauty into the mind, but it is not until later, until years and a life later, that it is understood. When it becomes known that the reason for hunting is not the deer; never has been the deer, never would be the deer; the reason for hunting is just that: to hunt.". Gary Paulsen
Topic: This is Why I Bowhunt (Read 973 times)
