Ok here is why I hunt:

Opening day and you've scouted around for 2 weeks and found the 'perfect' spot.
You hunt that perfect spot for 2 weeks and don't see a thing. But, you are too hard headed to give it up. Then 3 weeks into the season and you climb up in the stand watching the squirrels like you always do and BAM there it is. 20 yards away and broadsided. You know in 5 min. that deer will be gone and you have the decision to make, does it live or die? Now you can't believe it and your heart is pounding so hard you see stars. You can't even remember how to draw your bow back, but somehow you manage to do so. You aim and release. THWACK! The deer is gone! You shake so bad you almost fall out of the stand.
Now the instant replay goes off in your head and you can't remember a dang thing. You wonder if it's been long enough, and it doesn't really matter because if you don't get down, you will fall down.
So you climb down very easily resisting the urdge to just jump down.
You walk slowly to where the deer was at and can't find hair, blood, or your arrow. Now you question yourself and desperately try to recall what happend 3 minutes ago and CAN'T! Did I miss? I don't remember aiming!!!!!
You look around again to be sure you did miss and see your arrow stuck in the ground. You go grab it and it's covered in blood! Now you think you are having a heart attack! You hit it! But how good? Can't remember!
You search and search and find a drop of blood the size of a pin head. YES!!
5 foot away another! YES!!! Now you start tracking. You sweat very badly and you've only gone 10 feet. Every step makes your knees shake worse.

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THAT IS WHY I BOW HUNT.