What does the Whitetail mean to you?
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What does the Whitetail mean to you?
I've been reading a lot lately, and this passage by Charles J. Alsheimer summed up what I think the whitetail is.
"Last summer I was patrolling and scouting our farm. The late summer day had been rather cool and clear. The sun was dropping below the tree line as I rounded the corner of a spruce plantation on the north end of the farm. Fifty yards ahead my eyes caught movement in the golden rods. I came to a stop and turned off the Gator just as a doe and two fans stepped into the roadway. For the next couple of minutes the surveyed me before bounding off.
Rather than firing up the engine and continuing on I chose to sit back and listen to the sounds of nature. To me the chorus made by insects at nightfall is one of the greatest songs on earth.
In the Eastern sky the moon slowly crested the horizon. As daylight vanished I sat in awe. Time flew by and before I knew it the rising moon had turned into my street light. As I reached for the key to start the engine I couldn't help but think of how blessed I was. I also realized that the blessing I'd just experienced was a direct result of my encounter with the three whitetails. As I pulled away from the goldenrod field and headed home my mind was full of the thoughts of life.
During the hundreds of hours I've huddled behind the camera and sat in a deer stand I've come to realize that the whitetail is far more than an animal. To me the experiences and relationships it has brought my way have been far more rewarding than things crafted by man's hands."
"Last summer I was patrolling and scouting our farm. The late summer day had been rather cool and clear. The sun was dropping below the tree line as I rounded the corner of a spruce plantation on the north end of the farm. Fifty yards ahead my eyes caught movement in the golden rods. I came to a stop and turned off the Gator just as a doe and two fans stepped into the roadway. For the next couple of minutes the surveyed me before bounding off.
Rather than firing up the engine and continuing on I chose to sit back and listen to the sounds of nature. To me the chorus made by insects at nightfall is one of the greatest songs on earth.
In the Eastern sky the moon slowly crested the horizon. As daylight vanished I sat in awe. Time flew by and before I knew it the rising moon had turned into my street light. As I reached for the key to start the engine I couldn't help but think of how blessed I was. I also realized that the blessing I'd just experienced was a direct result of my encounter with the three whitetails. As I pulled away from the goldenrod field and headed home my mind was full of the thoughts of life.
During the hundreds of hours I've huddled behind the camera and sat in a deer stand I've come to realize that the whitetail is far more than an animal. To me the experiences and relationships it has brought my way have been far more rewarding than things crafted by man's hands."
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Fork Horn
Join Date: Oct 2016
Location: between azle and Boyd
Posts: 198
I couldn't agree more , the woods are truly magnificent and beyond explanation , the deer appear out of thin air , sometimes without a sound , and the feeling I get , thank God for my everything , I'm blessed to be an outdoorsman ,and am great full I get to share it with the younger generation that's just opening that wonderful gift , thank you Lord
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