Descriptive Essay On Hunting

Some people think spending a day in the woods is relaxing and peaceful. I used to think that as well, until I went turkey hunting. Spending a day in the woods hunting with my brothers was frustrating, hard, and aggravating all at the same time because of the mistakes I made. It was a life changing experience. Hunting will get your blood pumping and your heart racing you’ll end up wanting to go turkey hunting more than you ever thought you would.

You might think it’s a little insane to wake up at four thirty in the morning to escape into the woods, get bitten by all kinds of bugs and get filthy. But it’s what you have to do if want to hunt you need to get there before others do. And you also need to find a spot before the turkeys wake up to sit and call them with a turkey call known as a box call. But there is one downfall, you can’t shoot till the sun comes up. That’s a long wait from four thirty to six o’clock am. It was worth the wait and excitement of hunting with my two older brothers. They picked on me and teased me, but they are my brothers and that’s what they do.

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As I walked back, I heard them popping them off left and right, so I went back to the first spot praying I could get one there, I sat down by the tree I shot at and put a hole in. I heard something move to my left so I looked over my left shoulder and there was nothing. I looked around me and nothing was there I was demented as I went to sit back down a tree branch fell, I looked up and for sure there was a turkey, but there were also babies up there with it so I left it alone I didn’t want to leave the babies stranded all alone. When I was finished admiring the baby turkeys. I went to the spot were Tyler took my kill. I was astonished he had hit it there were three trees that formed a triangle, maybe he was a good shot or he just got