In paragraph 9 of Sarah Vowell's "Shooting Dad," the author vividly portrays her father's extensive history of hunting, highlighting their differing perspectives on firearms. Through a plethora of sensory details, Vowell immerses the reader in the wide array of animals her father has shot, ranging from rabbits to armadillos, quails to alligators, and even penguins. This rich imagery emphasizes the father's fervent dedication to hunting, illustrating the vast scope of his activities. Furthermore, the detail about executing animals that upset him provides insight into the father's mindset and his unwavering belief in his actions, underscoring the contrast between his perspective and the author's. Despite their differing viewpoints, the father…
“Today is hunting day. After breakfast we shall go hunting for rabbits.” The hunter stared down at the rifle with such love and compassion that he had forgotten all about everything that happened half a decade ago and rather reminisced about the memories held within the general idea of hunting. Those memories where he and his father would travel to a local forest where they’d hunt and bond. There would be those rare occasions where he would actually shoot the animal down and he and his family would sit down at the table and have dinner like a normal…
In “The Most Dangerous Game” by Richard Connell, the two main characters, Rainsford and General Zaroff both have different views on hunting. After falling off a boat and swimming to an unknown island, Rainsford stumbles upon a weary house on the abandoned island after hearing a gunshot. After being invited into the house, Rainsford meets General Zaroff who is also a hunter. After much talk between the two men, Rainsford comes to find that General Zaroff is a hunter for humans not animals like himself. After hearing the general’s stories about his hunts, it is easy for Rainsford to see that he is no longer the hunter but the hunted.…
Around 5:30 p.m., when things were getting “just right,” O’Brien heard a noise and saw the back end of his deer heading in the other direction! He thought for a moment that the hunt was over. But then the sound of a slamming car door and a car engine starting seemed to turn the deer back around. He was heading back towards O’Brien’s stand.…
In Richard Connell’s short story, “The Most Dangerous Game,” Rainsford changes his entire philosophy about hunting. For example, when Whitney disagreed with him about jaguars he said, “You’re a big-game hunter, not a philosopher. Who cares how a jaguar feels?”(Connell). Rainsford believes animals have no understanding of what is happening, therefore, it’s okay to hunt them. He doesn’t care if they feel pain or understand death and shows no remorse. In addition, when General Zaroff set the hounds to get Rainsford, he “knew now how an animal at bay feels” (Connell). Rainsford has to run away, set traps, and continuously risk his life to have a better chance at surviving. He felt the way animals do when they are being hunted and finally understood…
It’s November, so that means its deer season. Every year deer season starts on the second weekend of November and last for ten days. I get really excited around August because during this time my family and I start exploring the woods looking for signs of deer. We look for signs like scrapes on trees, footprints, and tall grass that looks like it has been laid on and flattened. We set salt blocks out around our tree stands and set our cameras out hoping to catch a picture of a big buck. After we finish all the preparing we wait until the first week of November. During the first week of November we go back to our stands, check the salt blocks, set new blocks out, and grab our cameras to take back home. Once we get home we look at the pictures…
My breath is soft and slow, and the only thing that I can hear is the faint howling of the wind. I pull back the string and wrap my fingers around the arrow. I aim and let loose. The arrow flies and hits right on the target. Archery is one of the things that I live for, as well as soccer and listening to music. My culture is what I do on a day to day basis and what is a large portion of my life.…
I was eight when a bear scared me off my father's elk I was dressing in the cool mountains. This is how I learned that when you are eight it can be very hard to scare a bear off when you have something it wants.…
When I started coon hunting I at the age of 14, the person that got me into coon hunting was my dad. The reason why I stared going is that I seen him going a lot by himself, and I felt that it must be pretty lonely out there in the dark by yourself. had a year under my belt of just pleasure hunting, getting know my dogs voice, and learning the rules of competition coon hunting My dad ask me if I would like to get in competition coon hunting. The first thing that came to mind was heck yes! little did he know that this would become into a life long interest The next day were packing bags and heading to Kentucky for competition coon hunt. It was a 3 hour drive there and when we got there, we saw all sorts of people there just for a coon hunt.…
The trail continued around the east side of the lake entering a gathering of trees forming an insignificant forest along the lake’s shoreline. From our viewpoint, the trees concealing the trail eventually dispersed on the southeast side of the lake, and the trail blended into the landscape. Using our imagination, we envisioned the route against the rugged terrain sloping into the lake. No point in taking a vote now, we had trekked to the lake and the consensus was to proceed with a lap around the lake.…
Everyone has their own community or organization for which they belong to. Within that community you tend to find who you are and what you are about. For me I found my identity in being an outdoors man. Being an outdoors man at my young age seems to be rare at this day, but that doesn’t prevent me from doing something I love and appreciate. Growing up with my family full of avid outdoors men helped influence me and only made my identity stronger.…
I've never been an "outdoors" experience kind of person. Maybe, it's because I'm very sedentary and prefer to stay inside to read and enjoy tranquility. I avoid all types of chaos and crowded places. Nevertheless, my visit to the Camuy River Cave Park (back in 2004) was refreshing and enriching in knowledge, historically, scientifically and spiritually. That experience brought the best out of me, as a human being and a nature lover, by giving the chance of experiencing a whole new level of peace and tranquility.…
In the world we live in today, animals everyday get killed brutally, and are lacerated with no thought of their family at all. poachers are uneducated people that kill animals, so they can keep their torn off heads, and brag about being a killer to their friends with proof. Hunting is a big issue in our world, with poachers killing lots of animals, they end up going extinct. 23% of animal extinctions have been from hunting in the past 400 years! Such animals include the:…
I was almost labeled a hamster killer. The first pets i got were dwarf hamsters. I went to petsmart with my mom and picked out two hamsters that were supposedly both girls, but one ended up being a boy. One's name was Caesar and the other Felipe. They weren’t always the nicest, but that didn’t make me love them any less. There was this one time that both of my dwarf hamster's got out while i was at school. My mom told me when i got home that she closed the door to my bedroom because they had escaped. I searched everywhere in my room for them. One hamster was under my bed and the other under my sister's bed since we shared a room at the time. Hamsters always find a way to get into the hardest places to find them in. I caught the one under my sisters bed and he was fine. When i went to get the other one out something funny, but sad happened. I have bins with wheels on them that i would roll under my bed and store stuff in. I had to roll the one under my bed out to see where the hamster was because i couldn't find her. So, as im doing this my mom came in the room to see if i had caught them. I was rolling the bin out as i saw something flat squashed on the floor…
Its 5:00am i just got up and got dressed in my hunting gear. i grabbed my gun and got into the truck where my dad was already waiting.He said, “Are you ready for your first hunt”. I said yes tiredly and we took off. when we arrived to the property we were hunting on we parked the truck and and walked to the hunting shed. When we arrived we opened the door and sat our chairs down. the hunting shed was a small box looking thing that our family have been using for around 40 years We waited and waited and then I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was a doe i turned my head slowly and saw it about 100 yards away and thought is was a done deal. I picked up my gun and as I did I saw the deer running and by the time it stopped…