Descriptive Essay: The Deer Trail

One of the most rememberable things in my life with nature is I killed my first deer. Early in the morning me and my dad got ready to go and we headed out in the woods. I was so tired. But when we got there me and my dad went through the trails. The grass was tall and bright green.

One of the best days of my life was when we went deer hunting in South Dakota with my dad, brother, uncle and two cousins, but before I tell you about my trip let me tell you how it started. We left early in the morning to head to South Dakota where my cousin Jacob, who had just got a job as Game warden in Custer State Park, was taking us deer hunting. We got as far as Fargo, North Dakota when my cousin Keith asked my dad where our license were. Then to our surprise we forgot them back at home. We were lucky enough to have my two aunts and mom bring us the license because they were going to Fargo that day anyways for a girls shopping day.

This is exactly how I had hoped for in a good deer hunt, I draw back, and I aim just behind his right shoulder. I fling the arrow into the air; it cuts right into the spot I had aimed for on the big buck. The arrow went right through the big buck’s side; he took off running at a dead sprint through the rugged brush in the woods. Excitement was building as a tracked the huge buck, at one point I thought I lost him.

“the people used the fire drill. A man went off alone and fasted. He learned that certain stones, when struck, would give a spark and that this spark would light tinder.” (The Arapaho Learn How to Hunt Buffalo in AA, pg. 5) The Arapaho’s hunted bison for culinary and various cultural practices.

Bears may sometimes attack adult deer, while lynxes, coyotes, and wolverines are most likely to take adult deer when the ungulates are weakened by harsh winter weather. Many scavengers rely on deer as carrion, including New World vultures, raptors, foxes, and corvids. By the early 20th century, commercial exploitation and unregulated

Before going hunting, there are steps that need to be completed before hunting. When hunters wake up, they need to put on long johns or any thin clothing. Next, they will put on blue jeans or pants and a sweatshirt or thin jacket. Finally , they will

However, when he touches the deer, he notices a fawn in the side of its stomach still alive, contrasting the "stiffened...cold" deer that lays on the side of the road. He is now left with a complex situation, that with no matter his decision, death is imminent. Stafford presents the road and the decision he makes through numerous allusions and metaphors. All while leaving the reader wondering what does the road really represent. William Stafford was born in Kansas in 1914.

Hunting I remember the first time I went hunting with my family we were hunting deer we shot one and went and stood by it then we heard a noise behind us we looked behind us and the deer was running away so we went and chased it down and finally got it three miles away one of the greatest memories I have had and glad I got to share it with my family. So if you are going to go hunting then you should first you should go to a store that sells a gun then buy some ammo for whatever gun you bought next buy some bright orange then you need to go to a hunter safety course and once you pass then you may then get your hunting license once you find what you are going to go hunting for you should get someone like friends or family to go with you then you need to call people that you know have hunting ground so that you have a lot of options to go hunting on.

My Own Personal Odyssey As Mandy Hale said “Sometimes it takes a wrong turn to get you to the right place.” In the epic The Odyssey by Homer, Odysseus embarks on his journey and takes on obstacles comparable to the ones my crew and I had to face at Philmont. Our crew faced obstacles like losing one of our adults comparable to when the Scylla ate six of his men. Most of the problems we had are very similar to his problems. Although my journey was on land and not water they are still comparable.

This theme I felt matched Roethke’s poem “My Papa’s Waltz” sense of his adolescent mind clouding what may have been actually occurring. I continued this theme when I wrote, “It dashed behind a vegetation veil; I ran after it with great persistence”. I used of the phrase “vegetation veil” to produce a jungle type image in the reader’s head, I did this to continue the nostalgic viewpoint, and to add more imagery to the poem. In the final stanza, I chase the faux deer around a corner, and I find a raging waterfall.

In order to provide for the year-round demand, Johnnie hired trusted friends to hunt pheasants, a majority of the time out-of-season. After a successful hunt, they hid the birds at predetermined locations inside of haystacks, the seemingly definitive South Dakota concealment. Subsequently, Johnnie made regular rounds to the haystacks to collect the pheasants, after which he drove the over one thousand mile round trip to buyers in Illinois. Sheriff Edward Maxwell couldn’t ignore the birds hidden in haystacks, as he did when wayward smoke drifted skyward disclosing the presence of a still. If a farmer occasionally shot a pheasant off his own property to feed his family, Maxwell could forgive the transgression.

These are interesting Encyclopedia of Life. org’s passage “ “Musk Deer” said “ The musk deer has pouches that are scented. People cut the pouches off for the scent and put the scent in perfume to sell.”. The thing is the scent is not a good scent. Mother Nature Network.com’s passage “ Deer With Fangs Spotted in Afghanistan for First Time in 60 Years” said “ Musk Deer have fangs, the fangs are canine like teeth used for mating.

There was silence, then… BOOM! My father and I finally shot the antelope that cost us day's of determination and perseverance. It took four days of sneaking through bushes, trees and rocks jutting into our skin, hiking around for hours trying to find herds of antelope, and consistently calling, with the intentions to find something, yet failing around every turn. This brutal hunt wasn’t for nothing though, in fact, let me introduce the story that changed my life forever. Welcome to the great antelope hunt.

Cabeza De Vaca: How did he survive? In the spring of 1527, many people left from the port of Seville, New Spain, to explore the New World. They set out for Northeastern Mexico, but they accidentally landed near modern-day Tampa Bay. 300 men were ordered off of the ships, and after two months the remaining men arrived at Apalachee Bay with little food and no ships.

The Hunt My dad just woke me up for our big elk hunt that we were going on. He told me to get ready and we would be leaving in a few minutes. Once I got dressed we went to my grandpas and picked him up. We (me my dad and my grandpa) drove in my grandpa's truck, when we got to the airport, we packed our luggage and got on the plane. When we got on the plane, I noticed we were going to Salt Lake City, I asked my dad why, and he said we were going to have to stop their first.