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re: What's your favorite thing about being an outdoorsman?
Posted on 11/14/11 at 9:45 pm to The Sportsman
Posted on 11/14/11 at 9:45 pm to The Sportsman
I could literally write a novel on this subject. I guess at the root of it all is the fact that it's just in my blood and it's what I love to do.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:01 pm to The Sportsman
We know that watching the sunrise in the woods, on a mountain, on the lake, etc is one of the most awesome things in this world.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:28 pm to The Sportsman
Being able to bait a hook: manly
Time with dad and grandpa, brothers
Time with dad and grandpa, brothers
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:40 pm to Salmon
quote:
watching the sunrise in the woods, on a mountain, on the lake, etc is one of the most awesome things in this world.
And sunsets.....love to watch them both.
This post was edited on 11/14/11 at 10:41 pm
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:47 pm to The Sportsman
Beauty and peace that comes from the outdoors. A couple seconds glimpse of something awesome can set the mood for a long time. Every season, day has it's own "look" and the awe of it all is overwhelming.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:52 pm to RogerTheShrubber
Who doesn't like shooting shite?
Posted on 11/14/11 at 10:57 pm to Salmon
quote:
We know that watching the sunrise in the woods, on a mountain, on the lake, etc is one of the most awesome things in this world.
I would hike 4 miles each way for 30 seconds of an incredible sunset.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 11:05 pm to The Sportsman
Watching and listening to the woods "wake up." Or the sun coming up fishing or headed to your spot.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 11:08 pm to Scotty0584
quote:
Watching and listening to the woods "wake up."
Love this. My favorite morning hunts are when I get up my tree and have everything set and with 30+ minutes left of total darkness.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 11:11 pm to Scotty0584
Call of the Wild. First time I read this it blew me away. Lots of the emotional reasons I connect with "the wild" are in this poem.
LINK
Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there's nothing else to gaze on,
Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore,
Big mountains heaved to heaven, which the blinding sunsets blazon,
Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?
Have you swept the visioned valley with the green stream streaking through it,
Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?
Have you strung your soul to silence? Then for God's sake go and do it;
Hear the challenge, learn the lesson, pay the cost.
Have you wandered in the wilderness, the sagebrush desolation,
The bunch-grass levels where the cattle graze?
Have you whistled bits of rag-time at the end of all creation,
And learned to know the desert's little ways?
Have you camped upon the foothills, have you galloped o'er the ranges,
Have you roamed the arid sun-lands through and through?
Have you chummed up with the mesa? Do you know its moods and changes?
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
Have you known the Great White Silence, not a snow-gemmed twig aquiver?
(Eternal truths that shame our soothing lies.)
Have you broken trail on snowshoes? mushed your huskies up the river,
Dared the unknown, led the way, and clutched the prize?
Have you marked the map's void spaces, mingled with the mongrel races,
Felt the savage strength of brute in every thew?
And though grim as hell the worst is, can you round it off with curses?
Then hearken to the Wild -- it's wanting you.
Have you suffered, starved and triumphed, groveled down, yet grasped at glory,
Grown bigger in the bigness of the whole?
"Done things" just for the doing, letting babblers tell the story,
Seeing through the nice veneer the naked soul?
Have you seen God in His splendors, heard the text that nature renders?
(You'll never hear it in the family pew.)
The simple things, the true things, the silent men who do things --
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
They have cradled you in custom, they have primed you with their preaching,
They have soaked you in convention through and through;
They have put you in a showcase; you're a credit to their teaching --
But can't you hear the Wild? -- it's calling you.
Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling . . . let us go.
LINK
Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there's nothing else to gaze on,
Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore,
Big mountains heaved to heaven, which the blinding sunsets blazon,
Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?
Have you swept the visioned valley with the green stream streaking through it,
Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?
Have you strung your soul to silence? Then for God's sake go and do it;
Hear the challenge, learn the lesson, pay the cost.
Have you wandered in the wilderness, the sagebrush desolation,
The bunch-grass levels where the cattle graze?
Have you whistled bits of rag-time at the end of all creation,
And learned to know the desert's little ways?
Have you camped upon the foothills, have you galloped o'er the ranges,
Have you roamed the arid sun-lands through and through?
Have you chummed up with the mesa? Do you know its moods and changes?
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
Have you known the Great White Silence, not a snow-gemmed twig aquiver?
(Eternal truths that shame our soothing lies.)
Have you broken trail on snowshoes? mushed your huskies up the river,
Dared the unknown, led the way, and clutched the prize?
Have you marked the map's void spaces, mingled with the mongrel races,
Felt the savage strength of brute in every thew?
And though grim as hell the worst is, can you round it off with curses?
Then hearken to the Wild -- it's wanting you.
Have you suffered, starved and triumphed, groveled down, yet grasped at glory,
Grown bigger in the bigness of the whole?
"Done things" just for the doing, letting babblers tell the story,
Seeing through the nice veneer the naked soul?
Have you seen God in His splendors, heard the text that nature renders?
(You'll never hear it in the family pew.)
The simple things, the true things, the silent men who do things --
Then listen to the Wild -- it's calling you.
They have cradled you in custom, they have primed you with their preaching,
They have soaked you in convention through and through;
They have put you in a showcase; you're a credit to their teaching --
But can't you hear the Wild? -- it's calling you.
Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There's a whisper on the night-wind, there's a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling . . . let us go.
Posted on 11/14/11 at 11:23 pm to Salmon
quote:my favorite time of day
Posted by Salmon We know that watching the sunrise in the woods, on a mountain, on the lake, etc is one of the most awesome things in this world.
Era: nothing like the smell of an old two stroke burning oil right at daylight
This post was edited on 11/14/11 at 11:25 pm
Posted on 11/15/11 at 7:18 am to The Sportsman
the time that I get to spend in the woods with my dad, brother, and son is absolutley priceless and to me the best thing about being an outdoorsman. I am pretty good friends with the priest at my church and he talked to me about making sure that I make it to Mass on Sundays during hunting season. I asked him if hever had the opportunity to witness a sunrise while sitting on a deer stand and he said no, and I said well in that case Padre I have been closer to God than you have.
Posted on 11/15/11 at 7:42 am to mtb010
The outdoors was a peaceful sanctuary where I could escape my abusive mother. The sounds of the outdoors are soothing -- the birds singing, the wind through the trees, a frog croaking in a pond, squirrels barking. I love the feel of the sun on my skin, the breeze in my face, and the calm stillness. The beauty of everything is miraculous! 
Posted on 11/15/11 at 8:36 am to The Sportsman
because there's nothing like sitting in little open holes in the woods on a chilly morning waiting for some ducks to drop in from the the treetops into the dekes...and hearing deer chugging thru the swamp after u shoot...it also brings me back to childhood days when friends and I would do whatever we could to hop on the 4 wheeler and get out there in the woods and hunt for squirrel, rabbit, doves or deer....and when I'm on the water I know where I belong, also going to
the camp to cook, drink, and bullshite is just plain fun
the camp to cook, drink, and bullshite is just plain fun
This post was edited on 11/15/11 at 8:58 am
Posted on 11/15/11 at 8:44 am to The Sportsman
Hard to explain. A lot of it has to do with the relationship with my Dad and Grandpaw's, and friends and other family, but ever since I was a kid I loved being outdoors.
Nature is better than anything on TV or the internet, so I'd much rather be out there enjoying it.
Nature is better than anything on TV or the internet, so I'd much rather be out there enjoying it.
Posted on 11/15/11 at 9:07 am to The Sportsman
Everything seems so clean
Posted on 11/15/11 at 9:07 am to Slickback
Lots of the gay in this thread.
Posted on 11/15/11 at 9:23 am to AlxTgr
quote:
Lots of the gay in this thread.
I think you meant to post this on the OT
Posted on 11/15/11 at 9:30 am to Boats n Hose
quote:Is there a sunset watching thread there?
I think you meant to post this on the OT
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