Hunting is an equal opportunity activity. One can be a hunter and one can be hunted.
I never liked the thought of deer hunting. I can only imagine the pain of large caliber projectile entering my body while I’m grazing away on a meal of French fries. Imagine a hot sultry day on the Carnian Plain as I stalk a feeding carnivore with my Nikon. The distinction between meat eater and being eaten for my meat is subtle. Depends on what is on the other side of that ridge.
