I enjoy the word beast, for its usage in old hunting literature as well as werewolf movies. I always pretended I was some form of Ice age ‘beast’ throughout childhood. I feel more connected to beasts than almost all people. My best times are when surrounded by lots of dark tree cover, such as north facing slopes of pine or hemlock. I feel as though I’m apart of the trees or at least want to be.
I’m a avid steelhead fishermen and my lure of choice is a spoon. In my group of fishing friends I was the only one that fished spoons and did very well fishing them so they started calling me Spoonman.View attachment 151456
I took a younger friend on his first hunt. We went turkey hunting and It went well, after the moment of truth with the turkey left flopping on the ground, he very excitedly yelled that turkey got pwned He was not an avid outdoorsman, but his excitement was genuine and it’s a phrase that has always cracked me up since.