Dad asks, “We are going bow hunting this weekend, do you want to join?”
I thought to myself for a while. I was skeptical about my first ever hunt being a bow hunt. I hadn’t had lots of practice shooting so I wasn’t sure I wanted to go.
I responded after a little thinking, “Umm, sure. What the heck. Maybe I will go down and shoot a …show more content…
Bows were in our hands and it felt like we were ready for anything. I had a good feeling about that morning and it turned out wondrous. We walked through the fields of bright yellow corn and we couldn’t see the end of the maze. It felt like we were walking aimlessly in an unknown direction. We soon realize that we are approaching the end of the corn. I see my tree stand that I will be sitting in for the next couple hours, and by this time I am so ecstatic. I know I had a grin on my face as big as the Grand Canyon. I was just so happy to be hunting, especially with my