What I am fond of is Cottontail Rabbit hunting with good beagle hounds and my family. Remembering the hunts my Father, Grandfather, Uncle, and I had. Only my Uncle is left. It's what I know best. To appreciate the tradition would require a sit at the table drinking coffee, talking about hunting, and enjoying the fried rabbit with buscuits, potatoes, and gravy afterwards. Yes Sir!
Occasionally we would flush a covey of Bobwhite Quail. Rarely a few Woodcocks or a Wood Duck or maybe a Grouse would present a shot. When a Red or Grey fox crossed our paths it was a plus. A days pay for the pelt was a bonus. Sometimes I would find an arrowhead in the cornfields while hunting. Those were the days.
I'd like to hunt Elk or shoot a wild piggy and have a bubba-Q someday.