There is something very spiritual about being out in the woods when it's snowing. My best hunt this year was really just a 'religious experience' and despite missing most of my shots, the sheer pleasure of quietly walking along with snow pinging off my nose, with 4 good friends made it what it was. I have heard golfers speak like this, and while I'll never understand why they spend hours chasing a little ball around the countryside, only to whack it into the woods and repeat the process all over again, I know the feeling the mind and body get from doing what you love,
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