My dad and I went on a muzzleloader antelope hunting trip, in Central Oregon. Four days into our trip, on September 1st, we started our morning off like the past three days, very tired. We stumbled out of our beds and, drowsily, we geared up and left for another unknowing day of hunting. Once we arrived at some alfalfa fields, my dad let me drive the dirt roads.
The Strange Island I was dropped off upon on a mysterious island to find a place to build my ideal hunting cabin. I was armed with a pickaxe, a hatchet, and a pistol. The first night I just laid my sleeping bag by the fire I made with twigs and the flint and steel I brought along. After I got my Barings I went out scouting for game. I found a trophy Mule deer after just being out for an hour.
The other Partisans that were with us split up and went back into the base in the woods to check on everyone. Ben struggled getting the fire lit up since he was shaking and couldn’t light the match properly. I wanted to take a quick nap to get some energy back but then we heard banging on the door and on the other side sounded like a grown
In my arms, my young daughter took her last breath. Her once-strong, -lively body was now as frail as a wilted flower. And her eyes—her black, playful eyes—were peacefully closed, never again to open. I listened hopelessly to the women’s song of mourning, sung in our native Cherokee tongue. At my side, my wife, Yellow Blossom’s, voice rang out smoothly and softly, but intermittently interrupted by brief sobs.
Ian is my fifteen year old brother. He is almost six feet tall (a whole foot taller than me) and is a freshman in highschool. I am 11, on the shorter side , in 6th grade and half the size of my brother. Neither of us know it, but soon we will start an enormous argument over who gets to watch their favorite football team play on TV. "The Bears game is on later today!
When I woke up they bundled me up in at least 5 layers of jackets (it felt like 50) and told me it was cold out. Once we got in the spot I was almost in a T-shirt. When we were looking for elk one of our guides made a noise what a bull elk makes during breeding season, which is called a bugle… then we had a bull respond back. Then the bull showed himself about 430 yards away. He walked until about 300 yards, then stopped behind a tree.
Deer Hunting As my Dad and I pulled in the driveway around 11am, my Uncle Jack was about to go out hunting in the stand that everyone has been getting deer in. I couldn’t pass that up as he asked, “Would you like to go out with me?” I wasn’t sure I wanted to go out since I already went out this morning and stayed up late last night. Before I knew it, my Dad was getting my gun ready and loaded.
Alex and his friends always liked to play pretend. Some days they would play as characters from Wicked, Moana, and the most recent is Avengers. Today was going to be a little bit different. They were going to do something historical, something big, something romantic? “Ew...no!
In 2010 I was a zombie cowgirl for Halloween. I went trick or treating with my mom and my brother,Antone. We started trick or treating at our friend's house,then we went up the hill. I was seeing shadows, I was very scared that night, that weren’t there. The seven year old me was not ok with the night.
We waited for maybe 1-2 hours during this time the birds were chirping and the sun was rising. I was so tired I was trying to sleep. Right before I fell asleep again my dad hit me and said says get ready I see something coming. So i get all ready I’m scared
The Hunt It was a gloomy September day and the bear hunting season was about to begin. The old farm truck was loaded full with barrels of cooking grease, assorted candy, birdseed and tubes of sticky frosting. We were to hunt four hours north in a little town called Orr, Minnesota. My family had an 80 acre lot that we used strictly for hunting. My mom volunteered to sit in the stand with me and videotape the hunt.
My world is overrun by little cards. My most prized card is my library card. Please tell me I 'm not only one who knows their 14 digit number by heart. That key to wonders of the world is how I survive the other cards. Those regimental, bosy little pieces of cardboard that tell me when to go where, to see who, when I would much rather be doing other things.
My cabin counselor knew some people in Nauvoo, and he got a generator from them. We had extension cords everywhere and everyone had their fans plugged in. Max was sleeping on the bunk above me and we were next to the window. When the power came on the lights outside all came on, so Max and I thought the girls were messing with us so we woke up and tried to find them. That was the last night at
The first day if hunting we went into the Black Hills and did a lot if walking to find some deer. When we finally found some my brother was the first to shoot, since he picked the bigger straw out of three, which was how we decided who gets to shoot first, he missed. So I was next up and when we saw another deer it was really far away and it took my seven shits before I killed it. It wasn't even worth trying to kill it because it was just a fawn and I wasted seven shots killing it and that was the end of day one.
as we race to the woods at 5 in the morning to shoot a deer, this was my very first time going hunting I was very excited be cause I had just go my 243 and was ready to shoot a deer. We went to the woods next to my cabin and we took out the guns and loade. When we got to a place where there were lots of beaten down runs we found a log that was next to a dead tree I placed the rifle on my lap and watches for and little movement, then an hour later we heard some sticks breaking. I pulled the sicht next to my eye and was looking all over with the scope and there was a giant squirrel.
