From Anti-Hunter to Hunter: A Personal Journey
My journey from being an anti-hunter to becoming a bird and big-game hunter has been a significant transformation. Teaching my daughter about hunting has provided its own set of lessons.
I recall my first impression of hunting, which was watching maggots crawl out of a small buck's eyes as it lay in a friend's backyard in central Wyoming. I was only 3 or 4 years old at the time.
I tucked most of the meat away in a napkin to throw out later, as my family didn't hunt and it wasn't something I understood.
Even after college, my views on hunting didn't change. When my boyfriend told me he'd shot a deer, I called him a "Bambi killer" and slammed my laptop closed. I understood the hypocrisy, but couldn't comprehend why he wanted to kill something or find joy in taking a life.
Author's summary: A personal journey from anti-hunter to hunter.