I do some hunting, but haven't gone since I was a teen. Probably the most fun, and yet tedious, hunt I've been on was bow hunting elk with my uncle in the rockies. Bow hunting is quite a lesson in patience and discipline.
And growing up I knew a guy that used to hunt wild boar with a .44 Magnum. You ain't seen nothin' until you've seen a boar take a .44 and keep running at you full speed. I think he quite after one determined little animal tore his leg open.
There are some who forego the real point of the sport, which is the process of the hunt, not the shooting of the animal. IMO those types are pretty disgraceful to the eons of hunters who respect the sport and the animals they hunted.