>>2640879>>2640908Thank you. He set himself to truly being aware of the nature around him. I was young and noisy and restless and I will never forget him telling me to slow down and listen. He taught me not to give myself away in the woods. To walk silently, deliberately, with your ears and eyes tuned as far out as they could go. He was a rifle hunter for years then switched to bows for the challenge. Got a few bear and tons of deer with his compound.
He would literally just slowly stalk the woods until he bumped into an animal. If the wind is in your favor you can sneak up on wild animals np. The coolest is when they come to you though.
>Be with my dad on a range in the Blue Ridge mountains>Light snow falling everywhere, a couple inches of accumulation on the ground >Searching for a place to eat, find a huge fallen tree blocking the snow, nice and dry underneath with no wind>lunchtime.jpg>sitting on the ground eating the peanut butter and crackers out of an MRE, drinking grape cool-aid (best MRE flavor)>Doe parts trees, moves into clearing seven feet away from us. Inspects clearing and flicks her white tail>Huge prime buck appears like it's Princess Mononoke. Totally silent, snow muffling all sound.>They stand around for a moment, totally unaware that we are just a few feet away staring straight at them>Doe passes out of clearing. Buck watches her go, waiting for the signal to move.>Buck follows leaving only the stillness of the clearing in the falling snow 