I lived in the mountains of Western Maryland and was still in bed on the morning of Opening Day for Rifle Hunting Deer. I had already lost my enthusiasm for hunting because the last time I gutted a deer I’d killed, I got a face-full of steam when I opened its abdomen. I knew my love for the chase, in seeing the deer approach, in being what I was born as, an Apex Predator, no longer provided a primal thrill. I spend more time in the woods now than back then, but I wear flare orange when I am out there during rifle season. Bow season is a different matter, since to kill with a bow you have to be much closer to the target and much more skilled.
This accident occurred in Maryland. I now live in Michigan. Michigan has had no fatal hunting accidents in the last two years, a fact Michigan DNR officials attribute to the mandatory Hunter Education program they implemented a few years ago. I believe Maryland has a similar program now. These programs teach the most important rule of firearm safety: Don’t ever point a firearm at something you don’t intend to shoot.
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