The 5 Dangers of Hunting

WARNING: Hunting is dangerous. There is a high probability you will slip, wreck, fall, or trip while participating in this activity. You may experience exhaustion, lack of fluids, discomfort, insomnia, fever, disorientation, and possible death. In extreme cases you may receive death threats from animal right activists, government regulation on your weapons, and media crucification. Hunt at your own risk recognizing that in some cases you may also be hunted by the following predators: mosquitos, spiders, snakes, hogs, wolves, lions, and tigers, and bears oh my.


This past week found me perched upon a high mountain point glassing monster elk. It was an unusually cold morning. Although mid-summer, I was freezing. My body temperature was dropping. This caused me to reflect on the above warning label and the dangers associated with hunting.

I began to question my sanity. What was I thinking? What sort of craziness forced me into the elements at 4:15 am when I could have been nestled in my bed? It was at that moment that I realized the most probable dangers that lurk are not always as they seem.

These 5 dangers are very real and worth taking into consideration as you evaluate the risks and rewards associated with hunting.

  1. Improved Health: A hunter may engage in varying levels of physical activity. Whether you #trainhardhuntharder or just plain #hunt you risk experiencing improved physical and mental health. Consider yourself warned.
  2. Increased Happiness: Go ahead, test it!
  3. Self Sufficiency: Hunting is the training ground for survival and self sufficiency. Your reliance on hormonal grocery store meat may be reduced significantly. You may experience an overflowing freezer and an improved survival skill set ideal for difficult times ahead.
  4. Fortified Relationships: Give it a try. Unplug. Unwind. You may find yourself focused on the present and the people in it.
  5. Greater Appreciation: You cannot appreciate an early morning until you’ve risen for it. You cannot appreciate God’s creations until you’ve witnessed it. You cannot appreciate clean and lean meat until you’ve harvested it. You cannot appreciate your ability to survive until you’ve tested it. You cannot understand the pursuit until you’ve pursued it. You cannot conserve and protect a species until you’ve valued it. Be careful as this represents unusual levels of gratitude in these entitled and ungrateful times.

WARNING: Hunting will likely result in improved health and increased happiness. Other side effects could include a self sufficient lifestyle, fortified relationships, and a greater sense of appreciation in your life. If you experience these or any other symptoms please consult your local Division of Wildlife Resources office, your favorite guide, or your friends and family to plan your next hunt.


“If you kill a 2 point. Awesome, you killed it so be proud of it. Own it. If you’re gonna be ashamed of it, don’t pull the trigger. Go out and have fun and respect every animal you kill.”      – Lance Harris @utahmulies

My Coming Out Story

Much of my life is a lie. The feelings I have felt for the better part of 30 years do not align with the facts society has placed upon me. When I was young I used to pick up a glove and ball with hopes that I would feel like a boy. The reality is when I looked in the mirror, I did not feel like a boy. As a matter a  fact, I did not feel like a Caucasian American human. As I grew into adulthood I struggled to fit the mold expected of me. Get married. Have kids. Get a job. Buy a home. It was the American way.

Well folks, America is changing. The world is changing. For that reason I find strength in coming out as the real me. You may find this odd and may be tempted to share hurtful things; however, I do ask that your respect my privacy during this difficult and transitional time.

You see my whole life I have felt one with the mountains. When nobody is watching I rub my head along branches and paw at the dirt with my Danner pronghorn boots. I feel most at home while rolling around in a high mountain wallow. I like the way it cools me down and I don’t mind getting dirty for the cameras. I want to publically apologize to any hunters that may have been frightened by a trail cam picture or two. I have also issued an apology to the Sasquatch Foundation for creating so much commotion in recent months. I do not apologize for who I am; however, I do apologize for the confusion and hurt I have caused many.

I often go weeks without brushing my teeth. I love the feel of velvet on my teeth.  My wife has known about the true me for some time. It started by my relentless screaming when readying for her company. She thought it was odd at first but went along. I couldn’t talk her into the idea of joining a harem. That is ok, marriage is still about compromise. I do try to keep my bugling down but once my lip curls, it’s on. I think the neighbors are onto me. Under the cloud of darkness I often strap horns to my head and insist on eating the grass and foliage in the backyard.

The reality is I feel as though I am a bull elk. I have been a bull elk my entire life.  As a result I will now be identifying solely as a bull elk with exception to the months of August-November. I am done hiding behind the cloche of ancient societal norms. My name is Bullseye and this is my coming out story.