Personal Narrative Essay: My First Year Of Deer Hunting
Sadly, we couldn’t get a shot because it was still way too dark but it definitely got my adrenaline going. That was the exact moment I knew I was going to love hunting. When we finally got to the stand, I crawled up the ladder and sat down on the seat that my dad had provided for me, anxiously waiting for my time to prove that I really could be a hunter. I set my .270 in the corner and sat there patiently waiting for the sun to rise. Watching the sun rise over the horizon was breathtaking. The sky was a collage of reds, oranges, and yellows. Now that it was somewhat light out, I really had to start paying attention, which can be a very hard thing to do that early in the morning. Lets just say my dad had to make sure I was still awake several different times. It was very windy and pretty cold. I wasn’t having very much fun and actually started to regret the whole hunting thing. I knew I couldn’t give up that soon so I decided to sit it out until we had to go in to get some food in our bellies. We were hearing shots around us all morning. I thought for sure we would see a deer within no time, but we still hadn’t seen a …show more content…
I was definitely looking forward to feeling some warmth in my body. My toes and fingers felt like they could have froze off at any given moment. I was overjoyed to be in a heated house with breakfast on the table, ready for me to devour it. Once we got done with breakfast the boys started to head back to the stand, but I decided to stay in since we hadn’t seen anything that morning. My dad had told me that the best time to see deer was at dusk so I figured I could go out with him then.
During my off time from hunting for the day, I decided to go eat lunch with my mom since she’s not really into the whole hunting thing. We decided it would be nice to have a little bonding time. We went to go eat at Black Bear and ended up taking my aunt with us. After we finished eating, we decided to to do a little shopping since we were already in town. My dad called us while we were in jcpenny’s and asked if I was still planning on going out to hunt that evening. I almost said no, but boy am I glad I