Flat Top: A Hunting Story

Yours Truly ^ | 03/23/02 | Antares

[antaresequity]

Original post I was responding to:

To: Sungirl

Nope I used to feel like you when I was a kid. I even grew up in a nonhunting household with a mom who doesn't care for seeing dead animals or guns and a dad who was an excellent musician, not an outdoorsman. I started fishing by my own curiosity about it when I was 4. Then I started reading about real hunting when I was a teenager and by age 16 I couldn't wait to go deer hunting. It was like pulling teeth to get to go too because none of the guys I knew wanted to take a teenage girl in the woods.

199 posted on 3/22/02 7:28 PM Pacific by Terriergal
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My response to Terriergal:

To: Terriergal

none of the guys I knew wanted to take a teenage girl in the woods.

man o man...where were you when i was a yungin?

212 posted on 3/22/02 7:43 PM Pacific by antaresequity
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[antaresequity]

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[HiJinx]

Wow. I remember that thread, and your exchange. My first thought was, yeah, right, just flirtin' on-line. Boy, was I ever wrong!
Even though you didn't know it, I owe you an apology. Please accept it.
I haven't stopped hunting...yet. I may never. But I will always enjoy the outdoors, and I will always respect my quarry.

HJ

[LoneGOPinCT]

Bump for one helluva read!

[MeekOneGOP]

man o man...where were you when i was a yungin?

LOL! Man I saw that comin' a mile away! :O)
Thanks for the post and ping! Nice article..........

[EverOnward]

Bookmarked. Beautifully written. Thank you.

[Chapita]

The first bare boob I ever saw [since I was a baby] was during a deer hunt. Fell in love! Never saw anything so beautiful!

42 years ago but still a fresh vision!

[Ditter]

Beautifully written but our hero kinda wimped out in the end.

[Fzob]

Bump for a great hunting story.

[antaresequity]

but our hero kinda wimped out in the end.

I am the whimp...

It wasn't about whimping out...for fear of blood or killing...for I have killed much in my time...I have stared wounded deer on the roadside in the eye and cut their throats...I have killed thousands of ducks...

It was about respect for the animal that taught me more about myself and life than I could have gotten from decades of muddling through civility and society

That moment in time I can capture in my minds eye with ease...the lessons of life learned there, the lessons about myself in the scheme of things were a result of the challenge that both Flattop and I shared...

I have been and will forever be indebted to him, and my young self for "whimping" out...for going one step further and understanding that it isn't always the result...it is the lessons within the endeavor that make pursuit worthy

[AppyPappy]

I shot two deer last night, one of them twice. I would have kept shooting them but I ran out of BB's.

[antaresequity]

I have stared wounded deer on the roadside in the eye and cut their throats

Wounded by cars on the road. Road crippled...that became road kill

[jennyp]

That was a beautiful story. Just one suggestion: Change footnote 1 into the Epilogue. Also, it sounds like you should get one of those scanners with the transparency adapter & treat us to your best "hunting" shots!

[WillaJohns]

I very much enjoyed your story. Thank you.

[WillaJohns]

I think you might like this.

[Ditter]

Yes, yes, I knew it was you. I was just playing with you a little. I grew up in a hunting family & we still hunt. There is nothing quite like spending time in the woods or mountians or fields alone with nature, whether you take game home with you or leave it there. It is an experience that too many people never have.

[Ditter]

BTW you said you grew up in a non-hunting family, the gentle ribbing I gave you would have been nothing compared to what you would have gotten from a father & brothers who hunted, if you had come home with that story. ;9)

[WillaJohns]

I just noticed you pinged me to this wonderful thread. Although I found it all by myself this time, thank you for thinking of me. I wouldn't have missed it for the world.

[Terriergal]

You couldn't see the flight of the arrow, but the sound of it punching through the plate would signal a hit. Practicing this way, the bow became an extension of my body and mind.

Like Byron Ferguson who shoots aspirins tossed in the air.... he started by shooting at a candle in a dark room - until he made the candle go out.