airborne, that sounds a lot like me and one of my Grandsons. I started taking him deer hunting with me when he was 4. We sat in a blind or just in the woods. He had his BB gun and I had a 30-06. He got to take the 1st shot. If it wasn't a clean kill, I had to finish them off. He took his first pig at 6 and his first scrub buck at 7 or 8 with his 222.

He is now 6'3" and 225 lbs; pretty good right guard but resents football getting in the way of hunting. He and his buddies would spend every minute in the woods and are pretty good outdoorsmen. One of them even broke up with a girl friend because he wanted to hunt weekends with no outside interference and she was kinda "demanding". They even resent football because it keeps them from leaving on Friday afternoon to head to my place. A normal weekend for me is 3 or 4, 16 and 17 year old, teens around and no place for me to hunt. I recently took a 16 year old girl hunting but she didn't get a shot. Of course, I made sure that my Wife was along with no boys that weekend. I'm hoping that I can make a difference in the kids lives but still remember being that age. They tell each other to never chap Mr Dave or you may not get to hunt. None of their parents hunt and can't afford a deer lease. Over the last 5 or so years, we've had lots of talks about booze, drugs, pregnancies, STD, etc whether they want to hear it or not. Of course, I generally doing all of the talking. I recently got a call to pick them up when one of them got a couple of 6 packs of beer. They had sense enough to not drive and I didn't bitch at them. Heck, I was that age once and am glad that they had sense enough to not drive.

Last edited by Dave Davidson1; 11/16/15 06:24 AM.

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