Being from the south, I've grown up in the woods. From rabbit hunting with my father to deer driving with my grandfather, hunting as always been not only a big part of my life, but my family's heritage. One of my favorite types of hunting is duck hunting. Most people would look at duck hunting and think it sounds like the worst thing in the world. Waking up at 3:30 in the morning just to go stand out in the freezing cold and shoot at birds. But when you get out there, it's like nothing else in the world. To watch the sun come up over the water and hear the whistle of wings above your head followed by the boom of a shotgun, its an odd kind of beauty, but it is just that- beauty. If guns were regulated, this would no longer be the same. Sure, I could wake up at 3:30 and go bird watching, but without the pursuit of game, the hunt is no longer the hunt.

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