I hunt because I love it. Just as the feeling of love is hard to explain, so is the love of hunting. I spend hours reading about deer, thinking about deer and discussing deer with my friends. I know I am never so alive as when I am in the woods. Yet it's a time of great peace. One of the few peaceful times I enjoy in an otherwise hectic life. While hunting I feel at one with nature. I realize that I am a predator, much as God originally created man to be. I do not glory in the death of an animal, but do realize that animals will die that I may live. I take tremendous pride in my skill and ability to bring home meat for the table, much of which I process myself. Yet I enjoy the challenge of hunting with a bow the most, where the odds favor the animal. I see many deer. I harvest only a few, but I have many memories. Memories of the deer and other wildlife I have seen and the experiences I have shared as I hunt with my friends and family. Finally, I hunt because I know it's necessary for proper wildlife management. I know that I and other hunters like me have provided the funds to pay for the great resurgence of wildlife in this country. I know that I am a conservationist and a major tool of game management. I am proud to be a sportsman! I am proud to be a hunter!