On June 4th, 2016 my father asked me if I wanted to go beaver hunting. It was getting real dark so I wasn't sure if I wanted to go. It was my first time going beaver hunting and I didn't really understand what you do. My mother told me it was dark and you could hear every frog and cricket out there. I decided to go anyway to get the thrill of killing a beaver. My dad and I got in the truck and left. As we arrived, we got our guns and flashlights and then began our journey through the woods. It was very hard to walk through the wood since it was so dark you could barely see where you're going. I would start walking and the next thing I know I get hit with a tree limb on the head. As we walked and walked we found the deep, long ditch the
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He said it was a beaver that's what they do to warn others that there is danger near. So as we have our flashlights look for ripples in the water my dad stops and looks up the ditch. We walk back up it to get a closer look and sure enough it was a beaver. You could only see the beavers head and a little bit of its back sticking out of the water. As I raised my gun up to shoot I lined it up and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I guess I was so excited that we finally saw one that I forgot to take it out of safety. By the time I raised it back up, he went under the water. I was a little disappointed in myself, but my dad told me not to give up yet so I didn't. We stopped and stood there for a minute or two and you heard the noise again I was ready to shoot. My dad was looking and he saw him finally I might get my first beaver ever. I went again this time took the safety off. I raised up and took my shot. We thought I missed at first but we heard his flapping his tail and swimming around acting crazy. I injured him well he swam up to the bank and I had to shoot again to put him out of pain and I was jumping up and down with excitement. That night I got my first
He said it was a beaver that's what they do to warn others that there is danger near. So as we have our flashlights look for ripples in the water my dad stops and looks up the ditch. We walk back up it to get a closer look and sure enough it was a beaver. You could only see the beavers head and a little bit of its back sticking out of the water. As I raised my gun up to shoot I lined it up and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. I guess I was so excited that we finally saw one that I forgot to take it out of safety. By the time I raised it back up, he went under the water. I was a little disappointed in myself, but my dad told me not to give up yet so I didn't. We stopped and stood there for a minute or two and you heard the noise again I was ready to shoot. My dad was looking and he saw him finally I might get my first beaver ever. I went again this time took the safety off. I raised up and took my shot. We thought I missed at first but we heard his flapping his tail and swimming around acting crazy. I injured him well he swam up to the bank and I had to shoot again to put him out of pain and I was jumping up and down with excitement. That night I got my first