ironworkerwill
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I've took both my boys in the past and had my eldest boy take his fist deer last year. The rush is some how elevated being the instructor rather than the student.
This 2013 youth hunt was no less an adventure. My oldest son's best friend is for lack of a better word a "city boy". Some unfortunate circumstances landed him with me for the past week and we had already planned to attend this years youth hunt. This was to his advantage as he had tagged along a few times to the rifle range with us over the years.
I took the boy with me and my son took off with my long time hunting buddy. I thought since he is a little green around guns I'd hold the shotgun untill it was go-time and I am responsable for him.
We got set up in a crossing and in about an hour 2 does were feeding across the hollow from us. He couldn't get a good shot and the does wandered away as quietly as they appeared.
Later, after taking a short break and allowing the rain to pass we decided to go back to the same location. Shortly after another doe crossed our path. I showed him again how to take the safety off and handed him the gun. He cleanly killed the deer where she stood.
I gave a short lesson in field dressing and made him do all the dirty work. Not that I had to bloody his face I did!
Watching him hold a bead on that deer made my heart beat like it was my first kill.
This 2013 youth hunt was no less an adventure. My oldest son's best friend is for lack of a better word a "city boy". Some unfortunate circumstances landed him with me for the past week and we had already planned to attend this years youth hunt. This was to his advantage as he had tagged along a few times to the rifle range with us over the years.
I took the boy with me and my son took off with my long time hunting buddy. I thought since he is a little green around guns I'd hold the shotgun untill it was go-time and I am responsable for him.
We got set up in a crossing and in about an hour 2 does were feeding across the hollow from us. He couldn't get a good shot and the does wandered away as quietly as they appeared.
Later, after taking a short break and allowing the rain to pass we decided to go back to the same location. Shortly after another doe crossed our path. I showed him again how to take the safety off and handed him the gun. He cleanly killed the deer where she stood.
I gave a short lesson in field dressing and made him do all the dirty work. Not that I had to bloody his face I did!
Watching him hold a bead on that deer made my heart beat like it was my first kill.
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