Descriptive Essay On The Lone Wolf

The Lone Wolf

I am a hunter and always have been, I’ve been hunting for as long as I can remember. From the time I was 5 or 6 I went hunting with my pap, but never went by myself until I was probably 14. It was kind of a big deal for me because I was on my own. In this essay I’ll be telling you about my first morning ever hunting by myself. From getting up an hour before daylight, to sitting in my stand waiting for the deer. I’ll be telling you about taking care of the deer after you shoot it and, all the lessons you learn when you’re out on your own.

First, waking up before the sun comes up is rough, but not when it is the first day of deer season. I rolled out of bed and got a good breakfast in me. I dressed warm, because it was pretty chilly out that morning. I was headed to the top of the hill to sit in a single-man tree stand, while my pap was staying toward the bottom in the hunting building. Before we went out the door, he said, “Be careful and good luck”. It’s a long walk up the hill to the tree stand, so I take breaks often. If you walk up the hill to fast and start to work up a sweat you will freeze when you get to the top and sit down, because your clothes will be sweaty. It’s important to take it slow to avoid that, plus you are a lot quieter when you walk slowly.

Getting to the top of the hill is just the beginning, now it’s when I sit there and wait for the big one. When I first got to my tree stand that morning it was still dark, so I