From Anti-Hunter to Hunter: A Personal Journey
My journey from anti-hunter to a bird and big-game hunter is a unique one. Teaching my daughter about hunting has its own lessons.
I recall my first impression of hunting, watching maggots crawl out of a small buck's eyes as he lay in a friend's backyard in central Wyoming. I was only 3 or 4 years old at the time. That night, as we ate venison tacos, I discreetly threw away most of the meat.
I called him a Bambi killer and slammed my laptop closed.
My family didn't hunt, and it wasn't something I understood. Even after college, when my boyfriend told me he'd shot a deer, I reacted with disdain. He wasn't bragging, but I couldn't comprehend why he wanted to kill something or find joy in taking a life.
Author's summary: A personal journey from anti-hunter to hunter and teaching daughter about hunting.
- First impression of hunting was negative
- Family didn't hunt, lacked understanding
- Boyfriend's hunting sparked strong reaction
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