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Brent: My very first shotgun was my great-grandfather's '97 Winchester, essentially the sister gun to this 1886. It was pretty used-up before it was modified for use during a fairly violent coal-mining strike in the 1970s and was rendered non-huntable after that. My brother bought a very clean 16 gauge version to replace it.

Ted: Funny you should mention venison dinners of late, I made two giant burgers from some older grind that I found while rearranging our freezer to make room for the most recent addition. It was something I called my DEA mix (deer, elk, and antelope) and my boy and I had them for dinner Friday last. Still good, even after a long haul in our freezer.

Skeettx: It should all be fun. Going over Rabbit Ears pass at night and in December, eating dinner at a very authentic Mexican Restaurant, staying in a cosy-but-tatty hotel, gearing up at zero-dark-thirty in the morning, stepping out of the truck with a rifle into the bitter cold, scouting and stalking game. If I can let him take the shot, I certainly will.

Long story short, at home with a nice doe in the truck cooling down. My boy and I had a good adventure.

Wonderful, Lloyd. I�m sure the memories will last a lifetime.

Great. In fifty years he can recall this trip. In telling the doe might grow eight points. Time does change memory.

I've noticed that seems to happen to certain people around here. But every doe I ever shot is still a doe, and the bucks I killed never grew more antler points afterwards either.

Excellent Lloyd, a memory that will last a lifetime. Glad to hear you and the boy are getting out and enjoying good times together.
Steve

Probably the best part is his interest in doing it himself next year. He participated in everything post-shot and wasn't deterred a bit. This is a significant departure from past attitudes.

Train up a child in the way that he should go, and even when he is old he will not depart from it.

Prov. 22: 6

I remember all of the lessons my Dad and Uncles taught me about hunting, shooting, gun safety, shot placement, and hunting ethics. I recall my Dad telling me that he would gut my first deer for me, and permit me to observe. But he warned me that if I made a gut shot, he would stand back and talk me through the smelly messy job, and that I would then remember to only make clean, humane, killing shots in the future.

Those lessons were very important, and it is equally important that we share those lessons, and pass them along to the next generations of hunters. It is also important to thank the Lord for every minute we are able to spend in the field with a gun, whether we come home with a limit, or empty handed. Hunting is a gift that those who do not participate can never comprehend.

Amen to that one Keith. Kids have so-many distractions and conflicting forces at work on them anymore. For the very first time, going was his idea and it made all the difference. He's telling me that some of his friends are interested in hunting as well, so that's likely a component here too. He's also enamored of this little Ruger American and wants to get familiar with it(!). Best Christmas gift he could ever give his old man, besides sprinting over to the downed animal and hustling it back to the truck (he's a big boy). Easiest extraction I've ever participated in.