Meh, fair enough. Not being part of the doolittle family, I'll accept that it probably does them little harm. Just a thought thats all. Half baked as it turned out - .
Do this Brave sir.Take a 20 day period in september and commit it to hunting elk in Colorado. Spend from now until then training for that hunt. running, hiking, practicing with your weapon. Get your gear all purchased. Get you some good maps. Purchase some fine camaflouge. Start reading books from the greats. Show up at your hunting site a month early and begin to scout the area. Look for any sign of elk. Scat, rubs, tracks, etc.. Once you have found likely spots for your game you will know where to put up camp. This camp will need to allow you to live in the wild for 20 days so dont be hasty in selecting a spot and building your camp. (up to this point alone should have already provided memories to last a lifetime) 2 days befroe your "hunt" begins is when you should have camp established. Sooner if possible. Once your day arives slip outta your tent at about 4:30 am and begin your hike into the most promising place that holds elk. Once you arrive and you hear or see elk, select one and go after it. You will need to be within 40 yards for this excersize. Once you have acheived this range pull out your camera and take the shot. Now this will likely take you many days to fulfill and you may not be succesful at all. My point with this excersize is is that anybody can snap a picture by happenstance but when it has been planned for all year and all your hard work and dedication has finally culminated in your success, you will feel amazing and the experience you will have gained from it will change you. Now also imagine all the experiences you will encounter during the days ahunt. Bears may enter camp one night, a coyote pup may run up to you, a bird may land in your hand. Life is abundant out there and I am never closer to God than when i am out harvesting or at least trying to harves my own food.
That does sound fascinating. Hell, even with a camera. One day when I have money and freedom... then, I shall!
That's awfully stereotypical. I never did fuck too much with ants, always had a strong respect for them. Even had my "own" ant hill, and I would catch bugs and feed them to the ants.
We’re all unwittingly responsible for the deaths of hundreds of billions of living microscopic organisms each day. Living creatures (invaders) whose only fault in life was in choosing us as their host, unaware of our powerful (often misunderstood) immune system whose sole responsibility is to crush the advancing army I know I sleep well at night even If my immune system makes Stalin, Hitler, and Pol Pot seem like choirboys Hotwater
I rarely kill anything. Sometimes mosquitos push me over the edge and I go on a murderous rampage, but apart from that, it's live and let live.