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When ever we can get an opening between ball games he loves to hunt.Pretty young to be shooting over my dogs,but he is learning quick ,and with me close by to give instruction he is doing great.How old were the rest of you when you were allowed to shoot,I think I was about 11 when I first was allowed to shoot over Pa's dogs.

                                          

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Boe is moving up and I am safely behind giving instruction

 

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Bella has a Chukar pinned here

 

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He made a good shot here

 

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Break time!

 

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Days I live for,life is good.

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martin9428

Some of my fondest memories involve hunting with my dad as a kid. We had various dogs throughout my childhood but don't recall hunting with them though. Some of my earliest memories are walking through cornfields and flushing out squirrels for my dad to shoot. Once I gratuated from my BB gun and my first .22 I received a .22/.410 O/U which turned out to be more than I could handle. I think I was around 6 or 7. I wish my son had wanted to hunt and fish but, he was more into video games. Oh well, maybe I'll get a grandson.

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Pudgy gopher

I was able to go as soon as I could keep up. I was about 6. When I was seven I could carry a gun, unloaded of course. I was able to hunt at 8. I had a single shot 20g. I got one shell so I needed to be cautious if I wanted to get a critter and if I ever wanted another shell. I recall that when I took firearms safety at 12 how easy it was to pass the test as the lessons were drummed into my cousins and my heads for a couple of years already. 

 

When I passed firearms safety we could go by ourselves. My aunts, uncles, and parents sent my cousins and I outside so they could play smear. They let us take a tractor and gave us shells and told us not to be late for dinner.  Between us kids we know if anyone got hurt they would kill us. So we all policed ourselves in that regard. Safety was a priority. We believed that they really would kill us.

 

But by oh boy did we kill a lot of small game. Ducks and rabbits were high on our list. Pheasants really were not much fun because they were not much of a challenge. 

We too pride in not only the numbers but the care and cleaning of  our game. The adults valued our contributions to the dinner table and let us know it. That freedom as a youngster was a feeling that I still chase and is what I am after and why I still go. The connection to the dinner table is what makes hunting a part of my soul.  

 

Thanks for the post, I remember the feeling that your sons face shows.

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gwponr

My father had this 12g side by side a savage I believe, the first time he took me shooting he put 2 heavy loads into that SxS and told me to pull both triggers. I think he was disappointed when I got up off the ground with a smile and said lets do that again. Im sure he was expecting me to quit right there, and then he wouldn't have to take me along.

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Brad Eden

Lucky kid. Lucky Pa.

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GlennW
10 hours ago, martin9428 said:

I wish my son had wanted to hunt and fish but, he was more into video games. Oh well, maybe I'll get a grandson.

I had daughters,and they loved to fish with me but never really wanted to hunt,but guess what,they grew up and had grandsons for me to spoil,YAY!!!

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GlennW
43 minutes ago, Brad Eden said:

Lucky kid. Lucky Pa.

Brad,if you straightened up the pictures and text,thanks, it looks much better now.

Glenn 

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Brad Eden
19 minutes ago, GlennW said:

Brad,if you straightened up the pictures and text,thanks, it looks much better now.

Glenn 

Tis what I do. Glad to help. Key is to remember to make a cursor return after paragraphs and after each uploaded photo. 

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snood

Fantastic.  I was 10 when I started tagging along with my uncle, 12 when I was allowed to hunt. If the little guys want to go I say take 'em along. You'll have a hunting partner for life if they get into it. There's nothing more enjoyable or rewarding for me these days than to enjoy a hunt with one of my kids. Great pictures by the way. Life is very good indeed. Enjoy!

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martin9428
1 hour ago, GlennW said:

I had daughters,and they loved to fish with me but never really wanted to hunt,but guess what,they grew up and had grandsons for me to spoil,YAY!!!

very encouraging to hear

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OHhamster

Very cool! I was 10 when my dad to me to a gun show to get my first shotgun. Savage 20g single barrel for $40. Wasn’t the prettiest gun, but it shot straight. Practiced with clays for a couple years then  went on my first hunt at 12. Here is a picture of my boy and his first bird shot on the wing. The preserve we go to has what they call a tune up special. 6 hens per hunter for $80. Cheapest hunt of the yr there. Only problem is that the temps were above 70 by 10:30 when we were done.7B84B116-91D7-4B3B-9CE3-F76CB5D06732.thumb.jpeg.8eee601a32a465e306bf6e59eb549aad.jpeg

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Remo

Good you take that boy along, many won't spend the time. Before I started school the old neighbor gents would let me ride in the boat when they were hunting ducks on our slough. My job was to bail out the water with a coffee can. I'd pick up the empty paper hulls after the shot and smell the smoke. Half a gunny sack of mallard drakes, hot coffee and cheese sandwiches with the old guys was big stuff for a five year old.

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Irishwhistler

Grand stuff right here.  Superb memories made for youngsters that they will carry with them forever.

 

Mike 🍀🇮🇪🇺🇸

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OHhamster

We were actually done for the day and heading back to the car. I noticed a bird running Down a lane and told the boy to load his gun back up, Let’s give it one more try. The bird ducked back into the cover. I thought I knew exactly where the bird would be. Took the dog over and hunt em up. Well that bird brought its track shoes. I never saw the bird go up. It ended up flushing wild not even close to where me and the pup were at. My boy dropped the bird with 1 shot on a wild flush. Needless to say I was a proud dad. It’ll definitely stick with me and I’m sure the same for him😊

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