"The more humans have moved away from the natural world, the greater the pull of the wilderness, the stronger the urge to return and the more urgent the need for the healing powers of the wilderness experience in its many guises." -Fiona Claire Capstick (The Diana Files)
My heart is racing, we're running through the brush line, wind blows in my face... the prey lies ahead and we're closing in on him. The sun is shining bright; it's hot for a day with fresh snow on the ground. The adrenaline is pumping; the bison is in my sights; the safety is off. "Breathe Regis," I tell myself, "calm your heart." Opportunity arrives and I pull the trigger. Thwoop-pow! My Barnes Triple Shock X Bullet makes contact, the bison cringes, I reload... he is hit hard. He's running!
Get up! Run!
Shoot, reload, shoot, reload, shoot. This beast is strong, he proves to be an excellent hunt. He is now down. Congratulations are being made. My heart is still racing, but now with excitement and joy. I observe my trophy and am extremely pleased.
My gun has proven to be a trusted friend yet again. With my 9.3x62 CZ 550 by my side, I feel like I could accomplish any hunt presented to me; ready to take on all the big game on the earth's surface!
My urge to return to the wilderness and escape my everyday routine, was more than satisfied. The desires of adventure I crave for were captured. Shopping, dancing, hanging with friends is all great, but nothing is sweeter than the taste of nature. The untamed, unpredictability of hunting is addictive, you are being warned; especially if you're hunting on gorgeous land like Timber Hills Lake. But, if you feel the pull to explore the world beyond its concrete jungles, don't ignore it; you will be suppressing a request that could change your life.