Youth Writing Contest

Walking and stalking Tracking and backing The feeling of shooting your first deer, Excited and frustrated all in one Hoping and wondering Slow and intense Finding and grateful Happy and excited Wanting to yell with

I went camping at Little Pond Campground. It is really a small lake surrounded by mountains. The first thing I did when we got there was to go out on a kayak. It was so

It is Mary’s birthday; she just turned 13. She can finally hunt with her brothers! She took time out of her busy schedule last year to go to a hunter’s safety course. Then she saved

I dream of mountains, And skies above I adore all the nature, That which I love I dream of the ocean, The deep blue of wonder The sounds of waves, make me shudder. I dream

My heart was pounding as I hooked a large salmon at the base of the falls. As the salmon grabbed the bait, he pulled my fishing pole down quickly. In order to make sure he

I got up in the morning When everything was dark I stepped outside the door And was greeted by a bark I told Shep to be quiet I didn’t want to wake dad Because if

Come inside! It’s cold out there, the weather is no longer fair. Hurry in, it’s almost here! Winter’s coming, so I fear. Animals are making beds for many months of winter rest, Bears go hurrying

As my gluteus maximum rested lazily on a bench in a buddy stand that my dad put up before I was able to hunt, I came a conclusion. My conclusion: HUNTING TIME is just like

I was scared, and there was no one to help me. “Lizz, can you untie that knot on the dock?” asked my dad. “Yeah, sure.” The knot let go and we were off. Finally, we