I used to do the everyday you can routine, but as I grew older it's become not necessary. I never got to the point it felt like work, but I have been obsessed at times. Anymore I'm between flyfishing, golf, hunting etc. I no longer care if I really kill anything, but when I go my intentions are to stick something. Like this past week. Our gun season in the Northern Tier where I live was in full swing. I lamented all week about not having gone to the Southern Tier to bow hunt.... but I had things going on. Nothing important... but I wanted to do them. Plus I'd just come back from Ohio where I'd killed a ncie buck. My brother ask me down to his hunting camp to gun hunt with them starting Saturday. So I didn't want to kill a deer here if I was leaving town. I decided to get in at least one hunt in the Southern Tier. Packed all my gun stuff and bow stuff Thursday, drove down Friday AM. Got lucky and shot a nice 6 point Friday at 1 PM with the bow, last day of archery season. I did the social hunt with my brother and his gang on Saturday, packed it up and came home this morning. Right now I'm taking a break from butchering. There is more to life than hunting. I'm trying to enjoy it all. Give me the sack punch.... no pictures. So be it.