Descriptive Essay: The Joy Of Deer Hunting

As I wake up before the sun is above the horizon to go hunting, in this camper with a couple small mattresses I wipe my eyes with the palm of my hand to remove the crust away from my eyes. It feels like brushing off wet sand from a warm piece of leather. Noticing that I am the last one to wake up, quickly I dress in heavy clothing from my suitcase. As I walk out across the driveway to enter the house, I feel uneasy and afraid with a sinking feeling in my stomach and chest to be outside and alone in the dark. While feeling this way I can smell the dew covered trees and the damp soil from the melting snow. I hear absolute silence as it is calming me, but also giving me a bit more of a scare. I am walking in the house noticing the amount of clothes I have on makes me feel like I am wrapped in a bunch of pillows. Making it hard to move with ease. Entering the house I remove the top heaviest clothing, walking in closer to the kitchen I begin to hear laughter. I feel kind of joyful when walking into the fun, …show more content…
I feel the excitement everyone else is feeling, like knowing you are about to win a prize that is important to not only you but to your family. Since this is my first time deer hunting I feel kind of pressured with the excitement. While we leave for the short five minute trip that its take to get to the hunting ground I notice that the feeling of the rough gravel roads and the loud buzzing noise the roads makes, makes me feel more comfortable. Looking out the window it looks wet, with a really dense fog making it very hard to see. Trying to make out the shadows in the fog is what I am doing to past time on the short road trip. We are arriving out on the land, and my dad 's and my tree stand is right across the cut down cornfield from which we park. We arrive at the tree stand I climb up first then my dad, and now we start the wait. The wait for a deer to come across our