I fall into this category and I agree wholeheartedly with you.
I kill because because I truly appreciate a step through a time capsule out into the wilderness. I hunt with a bow as mentioned earlier. (i will not lie to you, I do use a compound, but if you look at the big picture, send me out with a compound and the animal will suffer less than if i were to use a recurve or long bow.)
I will sit up in a tree for hours at a time not seeing anything worth drawing an arrow on and yet I still find peace and solitude becoming accepted into the natural surroundings. I don't kill an animal every season even. But I still wonder out there and enjoy what nature is left in this "scorched area."
Same goes for fishing. If I catch nothing, I still enjoy my day. And I might be surfing with them the next. Being out there is really what is about. Challenging myself to understand what natives once practiced is an almost pure feeling. I doubt many Native Americans set up an aluminum or steel treestand and wore insulated underwear while posting ... but I feel I can still relate. "And it is good."
I am sorry for those of you who don't know and will never find out, but preparing a wild animal can truly taste beyond comparison to one of the steroided beefers and chickens and pesticided vegies you are used to.
And I don;t eat shark more than once every two weeks so I am not too concerned with the levels of mercury.
ps. i think you guys are incredible with your ability to reason. it is appreciative to discuss this with you at a level of respect that has remained constant. all of you.
any idea how easy it wouldve been to attack me? (chuckle)