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01-07-2011, 03:26 PM
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My Dad started taking me squirrel hunting at age 8. He gave me a new Rem. Md. 510 SS .22, he'd carry the gun and let me shoot the squirrels, Wis. have to be 12 to buy a lic. Also started tagging along on bird hunts with him. Guess I was born with the interest to hunt, genes passed on to my son and daughter, and their boys too.
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01-14-2011, 07:40 PM
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I simply took my kids on tag along hunts. This combined with range trips had them ready to go by the time they could get youth tags.They had watched dad kill/gut and cut up a number of animals.The meat, they always loved.....just kinda fell into place.Funny, first time daughter had roast beef, she pushed it back across the table..LOL..." doesn't taste right"...
Dan  Oh yeah, tought em to be brass rats at a early age......they went from that to reloading so they knew full drill from top to bottom...including camps. Also, I introduces to shooting with pellet guns in the basement....we had family contests.......on mini targets of game.
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Lifes not meant to be a journey to the grave with the intentions of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thouroughly used up, totally wore out,loudly proclaiming.... WOW.....WHAT A RIDE....... Last edited by Dan Morris; 01-15-2011 at 03:53 PM.
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