The Boys have been texting me all the time the last month or so asking when we're going back to SD to hunt? Important note...the question wasn't "IF" it was "when". That's fine.
I'm tickled they had such a good time they want to go back. My intention was to start a "Family Tradition" that carries on long after I'm gone. We also have two good pups this year that will be fun watch. I think this year I'll be the "Video" guy to take some pictures for us.
I'm at an age where I really enjoy watching the dogs work and the boys excitement. You know, the big eyes and those huge smiles and screams of joy. I can't get enough of that.
I know you will enjoy the same things when your grandson or granddaughter is ready. The tough part is having to be patient until that time comes.
I was reading another thread yesterday that discussed how young was to you young. My son would cry his eyes out when I went out the door to go hunting. He was 4 at the time. So I would take him with me almost everywhere I went hunting....within reason. He started at 4 years old carrying his plastic Winchester everywhere he went. It was great. I used every opportunity to teach safety and the do's and don'ts of respect and conservation. (Growing up on a Beef and Quarter Horse farm I realize how important respect is.) Some might think that's extreme or have the the "ya right" prospective, but that's how it was and we learned together. We were building a bond that I didn't quite realize until some time later.
Sometimes my son would correct my hunting partner of 32 years and all I could do was laugh. Most of the time he was right. We would just get complacent. My friends would call him "Little Aldo" as in Leopold.
Some of the questions the young ones ask shouldn't be missed. I can't tell you how many times I've almost rolled out of our ground blind laughing so hard I couldn't see with the tears in my eyes.
Our son was a late in life miracle that was never to be possible. (Doctors don't know everything!!) I'm older than 95% of the Dads out there with 12 year olds. But....I have a different sense of priorities and appreciation at this age than I might have if I were much younger.
I'm finished rambling now. Maybe some time when we're out that way we could have a Coffee or even hunt a little.
Ric
I'm tickled they had such a good time they want to go back. My intention was to start a "Family Tradition" that carries on long after I'm gone. We also have two good pups this year that will be fun watch. I think this year I'll be the "Video" guy to take some pictures for us.
I'm at an age where I really enjoy watching the dogs work and the boys excitement. You know, the big eyes and those huge smiles and screams of joy. I can't get enough of that.
I know you will enjoy the same things when your grandson or granddaughter is ready. The tough part is having to be patient until that time comes.
I was reading another thread yesterday that discussed how young was to you young. My son would cry his eyes out when I went out the door to go hunting. He was 4 at the time. So I would take him with me almost everywhere I went hunting....within reason. He started at 4 years old carrying his plastic Winchester everywhere he went. It was great. I used every opportunity to teach safety and the do's and don'ts of respect and conservation. (Growing up on a Beef and Quarter Horse farm I realize how important respect is.) Some might think that's extreme or have the the "ya right" prospective, but that's how it was and we learned together. We were building a bond that I didn't quite realize until some time later.
Sometimes my son would correct my hunting partner of 32 years and all I could do was laugh. Most of the time he was right. We would just get complacent. My friends would call him "Little Aldo" as in Leopold.
Some of the questions the young ones ask shouldn't be missed. I can't tell you how many times I've almost rolled out of our ground blind laughing so hard I couldn't see with the tears in my eyes.
Our son was a late in life miracle that was never to be possible. (Doctors don't know everything!!) I'm older than 95% of the Dads out there with 12 year olds. But....I have a different sense of priorities and appreciation at this age than I might have if I were much younger.
I'm finished rambling now. Maybe some time when we're out that way we could have a Coffee or even hunt a little.
Ric