I lived about a mile from a trap range and, after a few years of listening to the reacket, decided to go over and see what they were doing. Someone handed me a gun and told me to try it. I got hooked on shotguns immediately and bought a BT-99 before the night was over.
A few years later, I met a new friend(?) who took me grouse hunting over his Gordon Setters. Life has not been the same since. This led to an entire safe devoted to hunting guns (mostly SxS), my constant companion, Moose (yep - a Gordon) and many days on the sporting clays range trying to figure out why I can't hit a grouse.
I tried other forms of hunting, but anything that isn't pointed by a good dog doesn't really interest me.
Sometimes I wonder what's next.
