I love the hunt, the stalk, the feeling of success when you are flipping the safety off and have all the time in the world because the animal has no idea you are there. Then the seconds after I pull the trigger and I know it was a clean hit my stomach drops out. I just killed something. But it quickly passes and as I am walking up to the animal I am the happiest I have ever been. It instantly becomes fun again. I have even come to love the heavy pack out.
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