Define "sad".
In my opinion, the only sad thing about it is, he paid for a hunting permit, and used it up early in the day. Didn't even get to "enjoy" the season.
For years, we would go up to Canada or northern Minnesota to fish. We used to come back with coolers full of fish. Over the course of the years, the take home limits got smaller and smaller. It finally got to the point where we would come home with a dozen freezer bags full of fish. Hardly worth the trip. That was sad. What was the point of going at that rate? I haven't gone for years since then. Sure, you could probably go up and practice "catch and release"...kind of tough to do if you hunt, though.
So, the guy spent his permit money to go out for an hour and come home. Yeah, to me that's sad, because you don't really get to enjoy it.
Then again, I personally think going to a shooting range is sad. Did it once, and hated it. I prefer to go out to the woods and plink away at stuff...even if it's just an old tin can I set up on a stump.
Using black powder, but getting in a car to drive to a modern shooting range, only to stand in a cue shooting at paper targets, all the while pretending "Yup, I'm a mountain man". Well, that just seems sad. Although, I know there are MANY people on this list that use shooting ranges. I have no problem with it. If you enjoy it, or if that's the only place you can shoot, by all means...go out and enjoy it. That's what they're there for.
Same goes for camping. I prefer to pitch a tent on a sandy beach along the river, throw out a pole, build a fire, kick back with a beverage, and just enjoy the evening.
But, we have many modern campsites around. One even has CABLE outlets in each lot. Just back up your RV, plug in the power, plug in the cable, and enjoy your air conditioning, cable and electric appliances. Ahhh, the great outdoors. Just plain sad. But, I have no problem with the people that do it. If that's what they enjoy, so be it.
Now, if your definition of "sad" is that the deer was killed without a long "man against beast" scout across the country, or that it should be a sacred ritual to take a deer, come to Iowa and Nebraska. Deer are so thick, they are almost a plague. Even tonight, I had to nearly stop TWICE coming home from work because there were deer on the road. They are a nuisance. They are turning into a problem. The city is even considering in-city hunting. So, in our particular case, there is no need to spend a day tracking them. There are days you almost need an old train "cow catcher" on the front of your car just so you don't end up with a dented fender. Here, they are not so much an animal to be revered, tracked, and prized, but rather an overgrown varmit that causes thousands of dollars of damage each year.
I personally don't deer hunt, because the only part I REALLY enjoy is deer heart, sliced up and fried in butter. Now, to kill a whole deer just for the heart...THAT would be sad. Therefore, I don't hunt them. I choose other animals to hunt.
So, what may be sad for some, may be "normal" for others. I guess, as long as it's legal, who's to say what's really "sad". It may not be my way of doing it, but your way may not be my way. And my way probably isn't your way, and the next person reading this will have a totally different way of doing things altogether.
Sorry I got to ramblin' there. That's just plain sad. :winking:
Brad