I climbed down quickly out of the tree to check for the buck. It was starting to get dark and I had forgotten to bring my flashlight. I followed the trail into the woods looking for blood spots. The light was almost gone and I had to find that deer. I wished my Dad and Brandon would come back to help me, but they were hunting in a different spot.
Blake Burk Ms. Myers IDS 110 26 March, 2013 Hunting like the Native Americans Ever since I have been a little kid I have grown up around hunting and when I get older I will bring my children into the hunting life. The very first thing my grandpa had ever taught me to hunt on was a recurve bow. This bow was what the Native Americans used back in the day when they were out hunting. My grandpa never skipped a beat on training me or anyone who wanted to learn how to shoot a bow and get into archery hunting. He would spend hours with anyone and instruct them on how to shoot a bow and if they were doing something wrong he would not get mad and quit helping them, he would keep helping them until they got that problem fixed.
Yeah you guessed it I shot the little one first, I mean you may call me cruel but I was twelve and it was my first deer that I could actually get a shot on. Well being the good shot I am I dropped that doe in it’s tracks and started getting really excited because I had just shot my first deer. Then we looked at the deer again and realized that the other doe had walked up to the one I shot and was standing over it. What else could I do, I mean I was excited and so was my dad so I shot at that deer which turned out to be a huge mistake. Because I was all shook up and excited about shooting the first deer I made a bad shot also known as a gut shot on the second deer and it took off running.
Over a twenty-year period he had gotten to know the country well as carpenter, fisherman, journalist, and occasionally as an imperilled mountain climber. He is in a position to recognize that Chris' naive idealism was greatly responsible for the mistakes that led to his death, but he knows too that a dismissive off-the-rack psychoanalysis of the impulse to live dangerously in the wild can miss something important. That insight is not only good for the story itself but can encourage readers to confront issues we are inclined to
To build up those muscles you need to practice. When practicing I just mark of 10, 15 and 20 yards in my back yard. I shoot into a block target using just field points not broadheads as if I was hunting. Unlike hunting you usually don’t get a second shot if you happen to miss. If you shoot once you are almost guaranteed not to get another shot on that same deer, it takes way longer for an archer to reload his bow then it would for a gunman to reload his gun for a second shot.
Each other’s hopes. And they had come to love each other. To the point that they would sell their own lives gladly to save a comrade. They had developed a bond, they had become a band of brothers, and together they were able to accomplish feats that we just stand astonished at today when we look at them. The crossing of the continent with nothing but rifles to depend on in the face of dangers, of the, the greatest possible imaginable dangers and physical difficulties.
Hi James, thank you for the help! I didn't mean to sound like I deserved special attention due to my heritage. The Bison hunt went great! My brothers and sisters are enrolled as Nez Perce and they're half Navajo. I'm a half brother and I'm full Navajo.
They have inspired me to become someone better and similar to them, but unique in my own way. My friends have inspired me to be outgoing and fun. My family has taught me how to be loving and compassionate. Those who I have only met once in my life have made a smaller impact but one that has guided me to who I am today. I remember two years ago when I began playing golf, I wanted to be like the “big dogs” and hit a ball way out to two hundred yards.
These traits are his loyalty, his bravery and his quick thinking. Will was a very loyal ranger, never even thinking of abandoning a friend or a kingdom. This loyalty is best shown with the part in the book where Will shot the boar that was charging Horace (a battle school apprentice who had often bullied Will as a kid, and even a month prior to this event), saving his life. Horace asked Will why he had saved him, and Will replied that he had never hated Horace. “Horace, we may have fought in the past,” Will said “but I don’t hate you, I never hated you.” Another example is when Will, Halt, and another ranger named Gilian were stalking the kalkra, giant bear-like creatures that could stop your heart if you looked into their eyes.
Ken Dryden. Now I knew ken Dryden was a good goalie, but before or class a few weeks ago I had never looked into it. He has easliy the best status on the list minus the shutouts but still any goalie who wins as much as Dryden needs to be on this list, and looking back at his career that’s all he did. Dryden attended a US college not far from here to become a law major and played a little hockey on the side as it seems. In his tree years at Cornel he had an amazing 76-4-1 record winning the ECAC tournament all tree years.