Descriptive Essay: Deer Hunting

Have you ever thought of a place that brings back so many memories and all you think of is happiness? For me, this place is a little motel room in Florence, Wisconsin. The motel room in which my family and I stay at every year for deer hunting. The same motel, the same room, the same group of guys, every year. Ever since I started deer hunting, which was 5 years ago, we’ve stayed in room 1 of the only motel in Florence. Now, this room is nothing spectacular; it is a small two bedroom room with worn out scenery. The furniture is old and raggy, the silverware is outdated, and only about half the lights work. The whole motel, in general, has maybe ten total rooms. It may look old and worn out, but something about it makes for a perfect

Our favorite game to play is cribbage, and we will stay up till near midnight doing so, even though we know we’d have to wake up in a couple of hours to hunt. But hunting wasn’t the main reason for going up north, it more so to have a good time and bond with one another. The deer hunting crew knows how special this room is to all of us, which is why we make it a mission to reserve it for the same weekend every year. We know we can’t lose our room, so we make a down payment to the owner promising that we’d come back next year. There have been many people who have tried to reserve a room in the motel, but the rooms are always full around deer hunting season. The room is well worth the extra money in return for an unforgettable time. To the naked eye, it may look like dump, but for me, it is a place that carries a much deeper meaning. We may not continue to rent this little motel room for the rest of my life, but I can guarantee if we leave the room, the memories that came with it will always reappear in my memories. Until that day, I will continue looking forward to going back next year with my deer hunting