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 transformative.
My first impression of hunting was shaped by a disturbing experience: watching maggots crawl out of a small buck's eyes as it lay in a friend's backyard in central Wyoming.
I couldn't have been more than 3 or 4 years old. That night, as we ate venison tacos, I tucked most of the meat away in a napkin to throw out later.
Later, when my boyfriend told me he'd shot a deer, I reacted negatively, calling him a "Bambi killer" and slamming my laptop closed.
Despite my initial hypocrisy, I couldn't understand why he wanted to kill something or find joy in taking a life.
Author's summary: A personal journey from anti-hunter to hunter.