Hunting with a gun and with a dog is beautiful in itself, "FÜR SICH", as they used to say in the old days; but let's say, you were not born to be a hunter, but you absolutely love nature; you therefore cannot help but envy a man of our kind...

... you walk along the edge of the forest, you look after the dog, and yet dear images come to your mind; the imagination flies and soars like a bird and everything moves so clearly and stands before the eyes. All life unfolds easily and quickly like a scroll. And nothing around him bothers it - not the sun, not the wind, not the noise...

Hunter's records / Forest and Steppe / Ivan S. Turgenjev