The First Feast Project, Part 7: Waiting for Dinner to Show Up


| 11/30/2015 9:44:00 AM


Tags: Thanksgiving, hunting, Kiara Ashanti, Florida,

 

Read all posts from The First Feast series here.

There is an old saying, “It’s called hunting, not shootin’.” 

The message in the words is meant to demark the difference between shooting at a target range versus hunting in the woods. At the range, you can fire all day. When you are hunting, you get one shot—two if you are lucky. I’m not sure who coined the phrase, but whomever did was lying.

It ain’t called shootin’. And it ain’t called hunting either. It’s called waiting, and waiting…and waiting...and waiting.

I’m hunting private land in New Smyrna beach, on a ranch with 1,200 acres of woody swamp land. To maximize my time, I’m doing two-day combo hunts. In the wee hours of the morning, I’m going after deer. In the evening I’m going after the wild boar. What I’m actually doing, however, is waiting. Waiting for dinner to politely show up, stand still and let me take my shot. Neither the deer, nor the hogs are cooperating.




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