Mine were "hunting" alongside me not long out of diapers (without a gun of course) - I even let them start learning to "drive" (in my lap) on some of those trips where it was totally safe out on a pig-trail in the middle of nowhere. There ware always lots of impromptu nature stops along the way that didn't necessarily have anything to do with the particular game being pursued. Lots of snacks, drinks & small-town pit-stops to eat too. I decided a long time ago that my kids would be my hunting buddies while they were growing up rather than being left out by my peers or cronies as I had observed teary-eyed from the house one too many times with the generation before me. As a result, I now have two grown-up kids who love camping, hiking/backpacking, hunting, guns, & anything outdoors! :thumbsup:
As to actually hunting themselves with a gun in their hand - my oldest one took his first deer (and turkey) under my direct supervision at 8 yrs old. By the time he was 12 I trusted his proven safety record in a red-hot dove field more than most grown men...As for my younger son, that's a whole nother story - although he loved to tag along & hang with the boys, he didn't show all that much interest in hunting with a gun himself until he was much older & even at 15 I wouldn't have trusted him with a gun in his hand if I was holding onto the other one!
But man did he turn into an unstoppable wild-man once he dropped his first several mallards one morning on the Rio Grande about then!
Actually my boys (both in their 20's now) have somehow turned into total gun nuts! Don't know how they picked up this part - cause for me it's three shots in the pie plate & show me something with fur or feathers on it & instinct will kick in!...My kids now own enough & the kind of guns of their own to give Bin Laden a serious run for the money & they love spending hours at the target range (Uggh from me)...They love big-game hunting & LONG-range shooting, but for now at least the bird thing is not very high on their radar screen! I'm not sure if that's because they're spoiled rotten from the literally hundreds of birds each taken alongside me & the dogs in younger years - or leftover-fallout from all those butt-freezing mornings their thin, frail pre-teen & gangly teen bodies spent teeth-clattering in a muddy, wet duck blind with cheap, leaky waders!
Otherwise, over the years I have put many kids in the field at around the 12-14 yr age mark & helped them to get their first deer, called in their first spring turkey, or watched their eyes light up with joy & excitement as they dropped their very first dove-duck-canada goose & watched the dog bring it back to hand! "Sewing-machine" leg and/or a loud rebel yell upon a kid's first success is a beautiful thing to behold!!!...It's been awhile now - I'm older & the kids are all grown-up, but I actually get far more pleasure from this than my own hunting! It's like re-living that first time over & over again!