name something that your family/friends have taught you..

After you figure out there is more to hunting thaan just killing an animal, it gives you time to slow down and enjoy the hunt even more.. it`s about the family , and friends aand memories i have made.. I remember being around 10 yrs old and going with my dad and he would let me use his grunt tube ( although i probably scared them all off lol)and that has meant so much to me and i would never forget it.I want my son to have these kind of memories when grows up..I was with my dad when he shot his first deer with a bow and it was very exciting and kinda got me hooked from there.. Growing up if i didnt get to hunt with him i remember him coming back and getting me to help him track his deer(even though it ran 30 yds and he watched it drop)..He taught me to respect the animal and how to hunt them..How to pattern deer and find transition areas.. Everything i know has come from family and my friends here on WA.. Thank you guys and enjoy this that god has giving us and our soldiers keep free for us..

It's easy for me and just one word, patients!

Years ago I got out of hunting because I was just to wrapped up in working and trying to make as much money as I possibly could. My uncle would always ask me to go with him to his camp in WV but always declined, had to work. He always said that you have to make time to get away from work and enjoy the peace and quiet of the outdoors. He said there's a whole lot more to life than work and money. It took me a few years to head his word, but man am I glad I did. There is no better stress reliever than just getting outside, watching the sunrise and the wildlife wake up!

Robert wrote:

It's easy for me and just one word, patients!

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My dad also taught me alot about tracking and hunting in general. My cousin and uncle were the ones that have really fine tuned alot of my other skills.

Life is short, live it to the fullest while you can. Words my brother would always say.

I would probably say something that my father taught me and that was to enjoy the whole experience of the outdoors, just not the kill, but the sights, sounds and memories you make, whether by yourself or with good friends. As I've got older I now see what he was saying, some of my best memories were not of shooting a "book" buck but of a sparrow sitting on my shooting rail or of a mink working his way along the creek trying to catch creek chubs or crawdads, the outdoors is a magnificent place if we only open our eyes and ears and let it all in!

Robert wrote:

It's easy for me and just one word, patients!

Well put Robert, X2