Thoreau said it best when he said that he went to the woods in order to live deliberately. I read this many years ago but it has never been more apparent than it is today that to choose deliberately is to live, I mean to truly live. To hunt to feed yourself is a choice, a deliberate choice. To know where your food comes from, to touch it, smell it, taste it, makes you feel alive.
Reading the posts here one observes the natural world and the man-made world, a facade men have made to cover the natural world. We are all caught up in this facade, but those who see it know they must return to the natural world which is our destiny no matter how much we deny it. With that, I enter the natural world in order to hunt, recreate, and to live deliberately.