Confessions of a Poacher by John Watson takes readers on a thrilling journey into the world of illegal hunting. The author's candid accounts of his experiences as a poacher provide a raw and unfiltered look at the dangers and moral dilemmas of this underground activity.

Watson's storytelling is gripping and immersive, drawing readers in as he navigates through the challenges of evading the law while trying to make a living through poaching. His vivid descriptions of the landscapes and wildlife he encounters add depth and realism to his narrative, making it hard to put the book down.

One of the most compelling aspects of the book is Watson's internal struggle with his actions and their consequences. As he grapples with guilt and the looming threat of getting caught, readers are given a glimpse into the mind of a poacher facing the repercussions of his choices.

Overall, Confessions of a Poacher is a captivating and thought-provoking read that sheds light on the dark world of illegal hunting. Watson's honest storytelling and emotional depth make this book a must-read for anyone interested in the ethical complexities of wildlife conservation and the human impact on the natural world.

Book Description:
The poacher of these "Confessions" was no imaginary being. Following in his father's and forefather's footsteps, he learnt from an early age the practical skills of poaching and woodcraft. It was, however, Mother Nature that made old "Phil" a Poacher but she also made him a Sportsman and a Naturalist at the same time. Never did any man appear in closer sympathy with the wild creatures about him.
Even when about eighty years of age, there was still some of the old erectness in his carriage; some of the old fire in his eyes. As a young man he was handsome, though in later years his features were battered out of all original conception. His silvery hair still covered a lion-like head, and his tanned cheeks were hard and firm.
If his life had been a lawless one he had undoubtedly paid a heavy price for his wrong doings. Great as a poacher, he must have been great whatever he had been.