ORIGINAL: virginiashadow
I will tell you now, I LOVE hunting man. I race out of work and into the field to hunt. I work until 11pm some nights, but I force myself to get up at 4am after 4 hours of sleep to hunt until noon, then I head back into work after I get cleaned up...what kind of guy does that unless he loves it? I bet many of you are just like me. Many things in my life have come and gone, but hunting has remained strong through everything I have gone through over the years. I live for it.
Your bringing tears to my eyes. Is'nt it funny how much we torture ourselves doing the things we love! I can remember being so cold that I couldn't get my fingers to work good enough to unlock my car door. I can remember thinking I was going to freeze to death right next to my car. Then I go hunting the next day
