deserthntr Report post Posted May 26, 2010 well i know its way early for fathers day but i know i would forget to post this when it came up, and cowboy hunter posting his essay gave me this idea so thanks for the idea, but for kinda a last essay for english we had to combine a favorite person/ favorite thing essay into one, so hunting was of course my idea, i just thought some of you might like to read it. now my english teacher isnt a hunter so i had to explain some terms that are obvious for us. but here it is Conner Griner P.1 If you know me at all you know hunting is my life. I would rather hunt than do anything else in the world. My dad started me hunting literally as soon as I could stand up and walk, so since I was about 2 years old. My dad would take me dove hunting, which is easy for when you are taking young kids because all you really do is stand by your truck and wait for them to fly by and take your chance of dropping one out of the air with your shotgun. When I turned six, he took me on my first rifle hunt for big game, which is animals like deer, elk, bear, javelina, etc. This hunt happened to be for a deer and about 15 minutes after we left the truck my dad spotted a little spike coues whitetail, and tried to get me to be able to see it before he shot it but my inexperienced eyes couldn’t make out this grey ghost. He shot it and it ran a ways and tipped over, stone dead. My dad tracked the blood trail till he could see it and had me follow it the rest of the way, so I felt important. To my dad, me having fun as a kid was the most important thing to him in the world. He dragged the deer and had me on his shoulders so the cat claw wouldn't scratch me. I remember countless amounts of times that we either ended the hunt early, or he gave me some of my clothes to make sure I was warm or having fun. Or the endless times he let me shoot a rabbit so I could feel triumphant of getting an animal, when my dad didn’t. I know now he wouldn't get something because the shot he would let me take would scare the animals we were actually hunting away. When I get out of high school I am going to be a guide, which is a professional hunter that has people pay them and the guide takes them out to find a, usually big animal, for the hunter to shoot. This is my dream job, so I want to do it and get lots of hunting in before I go to college to be a orthodontist. The reason I want to be an orthodontist is so I can make good money and have lots of time off for my addiction, hunting. With all the people trying to stop it I don’t have a clue what I would do if I couldn’t hunt. My guess would be just mope around because my life long passion can’t be had. Hunting is something you have to commit to, it takes lots of money and time. Usually once you start, you can’t stop. Once you get the 30 seconds of adrenaline from all the hard work it took to find the animal, and the time it took to practice your shooting so you can make a clean ethical shot, just floods into you and its feeling you want over and over again. I guess you could compare it to druggies getting high, they yearn for that high, that feeling like they are on cloud nine. My dad is the most important person in my life. He is my best friend. And its all because of the time we get to spend with each other hunting. He has taught me all I know about hunting and I am forever grateful of him. There is no other place I would rather be than in the cold dark, waiting for sunrise to start looking for animals, with a heavy pack on my back and the cold metal of a gun or bow in my hand. Or in the pitch black as we hike back to the truck or out camp, to do it all again in the morning… Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
azslim Report post Posted May 26, 2010 Nice story, great Dad! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
KCA205 Report post Posted May 26, 2010 Conner, I remember meeting you and your dad at last years junior deer camp. Congrats again on great deer. Also, congrats on being a fine young man who is not embarassed to let everyone know how you feel about him. My dad is in his mid 70's and we still hunt together. The roles are somewhat reversed now, but I still feel the same way about my dad now, as you feel about yours. Your dad should always be your hero, and your teacher. I wish I knew then what I know now. I would have listened alot more back then. Stay on the path your on, always listen to your dad, and follow your dreams. I am very happy to have met you and your dad last year, and hope to see you again. Ken. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
bonecollector Report post Posted May 26, 2010 Good job on the write up, brings back memories. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
deserthntr Report post Posted May 26, 2010 ya its starting to switch and he is only 50, but its cause he was in gymnastics in high school and messed up his knee, plus im in twice as good of shape as him haha, so now i am waiting for him instead of him waiting for me. but he still wont let me carry anything for him even if his knee is hurtin bad, no gun no pack, nothing. ya it was nice meeting you ken. if i dont get a tag im sure ill drive up to help out some other kids up there Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
WHT_MTNMAN Report post Posted May 26, 2010 Conor-Great tribute to your Dad, Your father is a great person and has raised you right, well mostly. haha. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
deserthntr Report post Posted May 26, 2010 we also had to take a clip in to class to show everyone, so i took a coues and an elk hunting video for them to choose from and they chose the elk, i put on chapter where there was lots of missed oportunities to show them you arent just killing but are actually hunting, and that it is fair chase. i changed a few minds in that class about hunting Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
