These days, when I do hunt, it's solely for food. I'm not a huge fan of sport hunting any longer. My wife will not eat squirrel or rabbit, and I therefore rarely hunt those. She will eat venison, so we need to get a chest freezer. That may need to wait, because we moved from the country to apartments in the city so that the kids could have playmates. That was probably a mistake as these apartments -- where my wife lived as a kid and I lived briefly as a 10-year-old after moving here with my parents -- are now overrun with drugs. We need to get back out into the country and into a house of our own. It's claustrophobic for me here, too!
Still, it's a matter of stuffing a load into the muzzleloader, sitting under a tree for a bit (hate tree stands), and then shooting a deer. There's no real thrill in it like there was. I have a feeling, too, that I score more hits than other hunters because there's no excitement and, therefore, focus is improved.
I do like to teach, and am more than happy to show others how to hunt (beyond the hunter's safety course!) and track, and do whatever. I take a rifle or shotgun, generally, but am not concerned about making the shot.
My boy, Vance, is currently being taught marksmanship. He wants to hunt, but is unsure about eating his kill. I'll not be teaching him until I'm confident that he will eat it.
Fishing, on the other hand, is a different story. I like to catch and release bass. If I ever have to fish for food, I'm confident I can do so.
The world ends, and my family and I will eat well.
Josh




