I was a real hunter.
I would hunt anything in season,anywhere and like the OP, do whats necessary to get there.
Fur, fin and feather from sunrise to sunset, then hunt what roamed the night too, then repeat.
Only had a 30-06, .22lr, 12ga and a .357 pistola.
Owned upland and waterfowl dogs at the same time.
Nothing was safe and I ate wild game + fish for lunch and dinner.
Now, I've become the hunter that I used to frown upon or even despise, a workaholic no time to hunt hunter, that owns more guns + gear than I could ever use.
I still take opening week of deer season off from work, but it's not like the old days where I could roam the woods a free man.
Now, Too many city people ruining the woods with their tiny houses and posted signs on every tree.
Too many lyme filled blood sucking ticks out there too.
I'm trying to make up for my misdeeds by showing the ropes to the younger generations and that's getting me back into the woods more now, but I'm not half the hunter I was.
SJC
