I started going with my Dad since before I can remember. We as a family dog hunted before I was around and I'm 44. I was taught hunting was about having fun and socializing as much as it was about killing something. When we did kill something, It was a team effort between all the guys in our group and the dogs we spent years raising and training. Nobody cared about age or scores because the experience mattered as much as the size of the deer you killed.

I'm raising my kids the same way. Both kids, now 15 and 19, were 10 months old when season rolled around. I didn't get as much hunting done when I was by myself with a baby in the woods, but I took them. They both love it today as much as I still do. And they have both killed a deer or 2 in front of the hounds, which isn't easy to do where we hunt (heavy hunted, public land where bucks only are legal.

Last edited by Fldoghunter; 11/15/21 01:26 PM.

May the sound of hounds never die!