Yes, I have killed for many a dinner. Hunting has always been big part of my family's heritage. Some of my best memories are the times hunting with my father and grand-fathers and uncles and the game dinners my grandmother would cook. Man could she cook. You name it, we ate it. Old-country style cooking. I miss those meals, it gave me an appreciation for the animals we harvested and what was involved to prepare them. Never take for granted the meaning of survival when you roll on up to the market and slap that roast on the cash register. Hunting for your food is everyone's heritage, it's just become an inconvenience for most.
Fishing, crabbing. Abalone and rock scallops when I used to dive. In Upstate NY where my folks grew up and my wife's family live, a man's worth was measured by the amount of stacked wood in the backyard and the amount of venison in the freezer. Always having a cold 1/2 keg of Genesee Cream Ale in the garage fridge (as my father-in-law did) was a good thing too. The Fall revolved around deer season.
I've killed a bunch of 6 packs of genesee cream ale-still drink it-heard the moonies owned it for awhile Lately, i seem to murder motors and transmissions, wtf aluminum heads an sheet.
fish, crab, blast ducks, geese, deer and turkeys. Not as much since kids were born, but I own 75 acres in rural central VA that I can get away to for at least a few weekends during hunting season.
The buck I shot this year had the weirdest antlers I've ever seen. The had inverted tips. I think it is a genetic defect and not from fighting with other deer.
I too have had luck with rubber shad in the river....for ones about that size or smaller. That's a good meal there!!!! Beer batter is my preferred method for Rock fish