Posted: 12/10/2001 8:25:19 PM EDT
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Last Saturday my just turned 11 yr old son and I were on the range at a ranch where we were hog/coyote/jack-rabbit hunting. I wanted to shoot some clays because my bird shooting needed (still needs [:D]) some help. I did pretty good and asked my son if he wanted to shoot the gun - 12 ga Rem 870 Wingmaster 30" non interchageable choke. He says ok - he had never shot a shotgun in his life and isn't real consistent with a rifle or pistol. I start to point out a stationary target for him when my friend who we are hunting with says "no - have him shoot clays". I start to argue that he's never even pulled the trigger on a shotgun, but then skeptically agree to the clays since my friend insists. I'm expecting nothing but misses. First clay - popped it!! I came unglued with congradulations! Second clay - popped it!! I'm ecstatic. Third clay - near miss. Fourth clay - popped it! He shot about ten more times and got half or better of them. I explained that he was starting out waaaaaaay better than I did with a shotgun. Told him I was proud of him - didn't love him any more than I would if he had missed them all, but I was proud of his accomplishment. He's an awesome kid - and good with a shotgun! Tate btw - I got a red boar ferral hog, about 140 lb, three coyotes (should have been 7 [:(]), and between us, 7 jack-rabbits. No meat wasted - LOTS of it!!! [:D] Many thanks to my friend's dog Jack - that dog is GAME - ready to run down ANYTHING and take 'em down!! |