I've realised over the past couple of weeks that I'm becoming a grumpy bastard. Too busy. Not enough sleep. And too many idiots who can't see past their nose making bold statements, full of emotion, and the collective intelligence of a north Queensland Cane Toad. I really need a few days in the middle of nowhere with a rifle slung over my shoulder; some quiet time. After this post I'll stop bitching and moaning and go hunting instead!
Hunting is a very personal thing and I totally appreciate that it is not
an activity which everyone wants to participate in. I wouldn't encourage non-hunters to grab a rifle and go bush, however if they show an interest, I would help them with their hunting and let them come to their own conclusion. I have great respect for
anyone who has made the decision not to be a consumer of animal
products, whether it is meat, leather or anything derived from animals.
While I don't agree with this ideal, I think it is a very noble
commitment to have made and respect their decision.
As you may have noticed, I am very passionate about and enjoy every
aspect of my hunting. I am not wasteful, I am not cruel and I am very
respectful of the game I hunt. Everyone is most welcome to share their
thoughts on this blog - I respect everyone's opinion. I only ask that you
respect my decision to hunt and the traditions and culture that have led
me to live this lifestyle.
Thought I'd share some of the input I've had from a couple of very passionate people who really don't like hunters much. They don't like hunting at all. Click the "read more" button below to see what some people really think...