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Much of my childhood in Thief River Falls, Minnesota, was excruciatingly lonely.
在明尼蘇達(dá)州的錫夫里弗福爾斯，我童年的大部分時(shí)光都是極度孤獨(dú)的。
Family troubles, devastating shyness, and a complete lack of social skills ensured a life of solitude.
家庭煩惱、極度羞怯和完全缺乏社交技巧，注定了我生活的孤獨(dú)。
Hunting was not only my opening into a world of wonder;
打獵不僅打開了我進(jìn)入奇妙世界的大門；
it was my salvation. From the age of 12, I lived, breathed, existed to hunt and fish.
還是我的救贖。從12歲起，我就以打獵和捕魚為生。
On school days I would hunt in the morning and evening.
上學(xué)的時(shí)候，早晚我都要去打獵。
On Fridays I would head into the woods by myself, often for the entire weekend.
每周五，我都會獨(dú)自一人前往森林，通常整個(gè)周末都是如此。
Still, I had not learned to love solitude, as I do now.
盡管如此，我還是沒有愛上孤獨(dú)，現(xiàn)在也是如此
I would see something beautiful—-the sun through the leaves, a deer moving through dappled light—
我將看到美好的事物——陽光透過樹葉，斑駁的日光下一只鹿急速穿過——
and I would want to point and say to someone, Look.
我想對某人說，“看。”
But there was no one there. Then I met Ike. It was the beginning of duck season.
但一個(gè)人也沒有。然后我遇到了艾克，這是鴨子泛濫的季節(jié)。
I got up at 3 a.m. and walked from our apartment four blocks to the railway yard, then across the Eighth Street bridge.
凌晨3點(diǎn)鐘，我起床從住處出發(fā)，走了四條街，來到了鐵路站場，然后穿過第八街大橋。
There I dropped to the riverbank and started walking along the water into the woods.
我在那下河，開始順著水流進(jìn)入樹林。
In the dark it was hard going. After a mile and a half, I was wading in swamp muck and went to pull myself up the bank to harder ground.
黑暗中水途艱難，走了一英里半后，我在沼澤地的泥土中艱難跋涉，然后上岸。
The mud was as slick as grease. I fell, then scrabbled up the bank again, shotgun in one hand and grabbing at roots with the other.
泥漿像油脂一樣光滑，我摔倒了，然后又爬上了河岸，一手拿著獵槍，一手抓著樹根。
I had just gained the top when a part of the darkness detached itself, leaned close to my face, and went woof.
我剛剛爬上山頂，這時(shí)，部分暗光打在我的臉上，
