I don't think emotions entered into play with any of my kills. Elevated heart rate as the adrenaline rush tapers off is about it....
The funny thing is when a particularly beautiful animal evokes emotion from me, i don't shoot it....
Does that sound strange? The ones that i have shot, all i could think of was how good the meat would taste....
I've had slam dunk chip shots on a few critters that i passed up the shot, and wished for a camera instead..... The most memorable ones were both huge bull elk....
a little story here....
It was 3:30 am when i headed up that mountain from base camp. I knew i had a 2 hour climb to reach the peak, and wanted to be there before daylight, and i made it just fine. It was a 1500' vertical feet climb to the ridge on a trail more suitable for mountain goats than humans. The majority of the time i was climbing through the clouds, but the very peaks of the mountain tops were all above the clouds.
There was a spot up there where the ridge split into two peaks at about 3200 feet with a heavily traveled trail between them that the elk would use to cross over.That morning the trail was still in the clouds 20 yards below me so thick you could cut it with a knife....
As the sun started to rise, the clouds all turned to pink cotton candy before me.The only thing you could see for 50 miles it the mountain peaks sticking out of the clouds.... It was breath taking sitting on that peak looking down on this beautiful sea of pink clouds. I'm thinking if there is a heaven, it's gotta look like this....
As was was thinking these very thoughts and thanking god for this sunrise, a HUGE bull elk materialized before me like a ghost at no more than 30 yards. As he walked out of the pink mist, cows were following close at his side. They all stopped and turned towards me at the same time as if to pose.... two cows on either side of the huge bull with pink mist swirling around their feet....
You want to talk about emotions? Well i couldn't describe what i felt at the moment watching this incredible spectacle, but i can honestly tell you i never even gave my bow a thought..... i watched them for 10 minutes until they were swallowed by the pink mist, and disappeared completely without a sound........
All my hunting buddies thought i'd lost my mind.... Perhaps i did....
Here are the mountains i was in...