The Progression of a Hunter :: Hunting Sports Nature Papers

The Progression of a HunterIts three oclock in the morning. Ive been sleeping since eighter p.m., and now my warning signal clock is telling me that its time to wake up. Most people are sleeping at this hour of the night, but Im just now wakeful up to pack up my huckster and head into the forest for the morning. dying night I packed my .30-06, tree stand, a small precooled full of food and a rucksack full of hunting equipment including cervid scent, camouflage paint and a flashlight. Ive been planning a hunt for cardinal weeks, and the weekend has finally come. I get up from bed, shake send off the cold of the morning and get ready to leave by four. Its five dollar bill a.m. when I get to the dirt road winding into Ocala National Forest. I park my car in a clearing gather my gear and head into the forest with my eyes to the trees. By five-thirty Im set up in a tree, my rifle is loaded and Im quietly sipping hot coffee from my formative thermos cup. Im well concealed by tre e limbs, and I wipe issue a clear shot at the ground to a lower place at bottom my line of sight. My camouflage pants and jacket keep me hidden from the light eyesight of the deer below, and my height above the ground keeps the smell of a human away from the sensitive noses of animals on the ground.Six a.m. and the sky is good turn a light blue. The nights shade is dissipating slowly, and I can begin to run across my surroundings a pocket-sized better. A shot rings out from the west, and that signals nearby hunters. I hope they drove some game my way. at bottom a few minutes, there is rustling in the brush below me. A young buck is coming within range. Hes a speculative one too I can see about eight points from where I am. He is cautious and sniffs at the air and flicks out his applauder often. His coat is a light brown color like khaki. on that point are white markings along his flank, and he has a stubby little white fluff of fur for a tail. I disengage the rubber on my rifle. The bolt is forward on the gun, and I know theres a round in the chamber. I steady myself. I turn ever so slightly to get a better angle.