Going hunting is about as courageous (and useful) as killing a cow in a field. I'm not a big fan of the practice. I'm also not a camper, but don't mind doing it on occasion. I see the appeal, and feel it's occasionally useful to remind us that we're just as fragile as any other animal when not inside the bubble of civilization. I've also had some great star-gazing experiences while camping, but don't really think back on my experiences as being "fun." Camping and hunting don't seem nearly difficult enough to justify calling someone a pussy who doesn't enjoy them, particularly since it seems that many of the most manly campers are the ones going to groomed campgrounds complete with outhouses.
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