Deeply appreciate all the sharing accounts of Dads/Grandpas' guns. Sorta obvious is many of us came from non shooting or casual hunting backgrounds. Lucky the guy who had avid hunting family members. Without encouragement from the family, how did all of us end up here on BBS with a passion for guns and hunting? Give us your journey?
Mine is: First, I can remember only small game hunting less than a half dozen times with my father. Deer hunting yes, small game hardly ever. Grandpa's passed before I came of age. My passion began at age 7 with a Daisy 97 pump, just like dads 12ga. Terrorized the neighborhood shooting all the feathered foe I could find. By nine I had nagged the folks to get me a .22. Rules being it could only be fired with supervision. It was a Stevens Favorite. Within weeks I was at an auction down the street and they sold me a Stevens Favorite,a match to the one at home and this one unknown to my folks. Not wanting to wait for supervision, I hid this gun in Grandma's garage. Like the other one, it was a takedown and was highly portable. A dry creek bed behind Grandmas was the only cover I needed to reach the country to start my groundhog hunt. Despite the constant poison ivy from crawling the creek banks sneaking up on chucks, it was the best of times. Just turned 60 and the passion of those early days has never left. Always hunted anytime and anything I could, woodchucks to brown bears. Just bought a LC Smith this weekend and the same excitement is there as when my $2 bought my Favorite down the street. At least I don't have to hide it in the garage. Your turn......... Randy
Last edited by RMC; 03/26/07 06:20 PM.
