Take a Kid Hunting
Some of my fondest memories from my youth are those days spent afield with my dad. Not just fond memories, but great memories! Those days are long gone, but I can sort of relive the past with my grandkids.
For the past several years I’ve been fortunate enough to take my grandson Quinn turkey hunting with me. We’ve had a blast together, along with his dad Tony. Quinn has been able to experience first hand what it takes to fool Mr. Tom Turkey. Of course he has seen the other side of the coin also, as Mr. Turkey has pulled the “feathers” over our eyes on a regular basis. One of my neatest memories is from a couple years ago when I called in a huge “long beard” for Tony. We had a blind amongst the pine tree branches, and Quinn was able to take in the whole scenario from start to finish. What a finish it was! I won’t go into detail here, but if you ever see me on the street, and want to know, I promise you’ll get a laugh out of it.
The new ground blinds (that I discussed in an eariler article) are just the ticket for a father-son grandpa-grandson outing. Not only are you well concealed from your quarry you can make movement that normally wouldn’t be tolerated in other blind set-ups. As you all probably know kids tend to be a little antsy at times.
My oldest grandson is 12 years old and can legally turkey hunt this year. We are checking into getting him one of the left over licenses for the general hunt. I hope we are not too late to secure one. I wouldn’t trade the times I get to spend with my grandkids for anything. Take it from me; if you take your kid hunting you won’t have to hunt for your kid.
Mike