I used to deer hunt quite a bit. Around here, at least back then, meant running deer with hounds, and shotguns and buckshot. I enjoyed every minute of it.
Then I got bit by the bass fishing bug. I had an expensive bass boat that I really enjoyed and the weather here stayed nice enough to fish until early January at least. Everyone else was out hunting, so I had the river to myself. By the time the weather turned really bad, hunting season was over. I didn't hunt for a number of years.
Now, I've quit bass fishing, and hunting is beginning to interest me again. Not so much deer hunting anymore, that's too much like work, but I enjoy squirrel hunting with a 22. I can go out when I want to, wear what I want to, stay as long as I want, and shoot when and if I want to. I do a lot of what I call "catch and release" hunting. I get a squirrel in my sights and think "BANG...gotcha." No skinning, no cleaning. I might do that two or three times, then kill the next one. Even I don't know for sure which I'll do until I do it.
We do go deer hunting at least once a year. My wife is handicapped and gets invited to a handicapped hunt through the rehab hospital where she was a patient, and I get to go along. This is a classic southern dog/shotgun hunt. We've never killed a deer, but have really enjoyed the fellowship. She looks forward to that every year.
Although she didn't look too happy just then.