GOING BROKE

Spin it however you want, but death is the definitive prerequisite of a “successful” hunt. Sure, we make it a goal to enjoy the entire hunting process and find fulfillment in every aspect of the hunt, but the ultimate goal demands killing an animal that we dearly respect. This irony is often difficult to describe or wholly understand, even among hunters, but in these muddy waters one thing is abundantly clear: Hunting gives us an extreme appreciation for life and living it.

Waking up to sunrises with your back against a tree. Admiring the night sky as a campfire crackles at your feet. Hearing Ol’ Tom rumbling through the hardwoods. Or simply watching a robin peck for worms after a fresh rain. Hunting provides a front-row seat at Mother Nature’s theatre, and nobody can complain about the cost of admission.

Getting together with good buddies in hunting camp delivers