ORIGINAL: mauser06

i will be the first to admit i love the kill....your talking to the guy that like to play sniper and shoot groundhogs at over 300yds away and as close as point blank ....90 degrees and sunny and im the idiot laying out there getting fried by the sun and eaten alive by skeeters and horse flys JUST for the kill. i dont have a life long kill total but its in the hundreds for sure...(just started hunting them hard last year...41 confirmed kills last year alone) but no matter what, when i get a target in the scope my heart still beats a little faster...my breathing is a little heavier...i calm myself...lay there frying some more...waiting for the perfect shot....i feel the recoil of the rifle...i hear the thud of a hit...i watch the red mist fill the air....i cant describe that feeling....its not as great as when i whack a turkey or send an arrow into the chest of a buck.....but no matter what, i love that minute before the shot and the couple minutes after the shot and the couple minutes when you first retrieve the game...

and your right...first think i do is look at the damage...its human nature...

but i will never shoot a RAGE broadhead

you should see what a ballistic tip does to a groundhog and i can justify my groundhog hunting....ask the farmers how much the love to hear the crack of my rifle.....they know thats one less hole digging, cattle leg breaking, machine breaking groundhog out there...id eat them if i could...but by the time i walk 300yds and gather the pieces, flies are all over the meat and its no good....

but i will still argue that im not out there JUST for a kill. i WANT to kill something. i am out there to kill something....but i try to not let the little things pass me by....and realize that there is so much more to hunting than the killing end of it.