I Shall Wait Forever, Watching…Photo by Michael Patrick McCarty
To Look Through A Hunter’s Eyes
Each of us, whether we know it or not, have a way of looking at the universe around us in a way unique to only us. I often wonder why I can look at something and find a meaning entirely different from the person standing next to me. Is there something in me that determines the way in which I see?
Well, I have some ideas on the subject, and I would not be surprised if you do to.
I originally wrote this as an introduction to my online sporting blog, Through a Hunter's Eyes. However, since I have decided to make the Steemit platform @ huntbook my main communication platform I thought that a reintroduction to the good folks of Steemit might be in order.
No doubt that there are many sportsman and outdoor lovers among you. Perhaps you feel this way too?
So:
My name is Michael Patrick McCarty, and I wish to welcome you to our online sporting journal, and to our little window of the world. It holds a dazzling view that can change with the seasons and beckons us to roam as far as the eye can see.
Plainly said, my family history sports a long list of colorful characters; free thinkers and independent cusses who lived and made their livings’ close to the earth. Most of them were hunters and fishermen too.
I really can’t remember when I was not a hunter, because before I was one I wanted to be one. It’s in my blood and within my nature, and I can say without apology that I was surely born that way. It’s a good thing to know, as it is a simple fact that it is important to embrace the foundations of who you are and where you come from.
Most of all it can be said that I see everything through a hunter’s eyes.
It is not something that I can change, and I wouldn’t if I could . The fish and game animals that we pursue are great and wondrous gifts from the creator of all things, and should never be taken for granted. It is a privilege and an honor to follow their trail. To know that puts a certain spin on things.
These gifts I accept, and in so doing I owe a debt of gratitude which I plan to pay. Within this acceptance lies an opportunity to learn, to write and to teach, to give back, and wonder…and to see each other as part of something much bigger than ourselves.
I am hunter, and in that I am always exactly where I need to be, …be it near, or far, from home.
Thankfully, the place of the moment is often filled with wild fowl suspended in cloudless blue skies, or with broad-tailed fish below, hovering ghost-like amidst the rushing waters.
No doubt you can see them too. You’ve made it this far.
Enjoy!
Glassing For Elk On A Crisp, September Morning. Photo by Michael Patrick McCarty, circa 1982
“Rich, ‘the Old Man said dreamily, ‘is not baying after what you can’t have. Rich is having the time to do what you want to do. Rich is a little whiskey to drink and some food to eat and a roof over your head and a fish pole and a boat and a gun and a dollar for a box of shells. Rich is not owing any money to anybody, and not spending what you haven’t got.”
Excerpt From "The Old Man’s Boy Grows Older" by Robert Ruark
I, Michael Patrick McCarty, am the original author of this content.
This post first appeared at my blog at http://throughahunterseyes.com/way-see-world/
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interesting post man.
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