For nearly twenty years I have made my way to the barn during rifle season. It's an easy place to go while enjoying so much. I park on one side, climb up the ladder, and walk to the other side where I'm sitting right now.
I love hunting the Midwest. I've been going there for several years and look forward to it each year at this time. Not only do I get to see some friends that I have come to know, but I get to chase some really big bucks.
When I look back over my years of deer hunting, I see how much I have changed. I can remember the first time I arrowed a doe. It was also the first time I followed a blood trail, and the first time I ever field dressed a deer.
Have you ever wondered about wonder? I mean have you ever thought why you attribute beauty or awe to certain things? Have you ever been amazed how a large tree can grow from the tiniest crack in a massive rock?
I've always prided myself on trying anything once. Now that doesn't mean that I throw all caution to the wind and do things like swim with alligators, but generally I'm game for giving something a first shot.