Thought it would be interesting to hear who you feel is responsible for getting you started hunting and how they did it.


In 1976 I got a hand-me down 12 ga. pump shotgun from my Grandpa. I killed a many a squirrel, a few rabbits and my first buck with that gun. Although he wasn't able and I never stepped foot in the woods with him I hold him responsible for planting the seed that got me started hunting.
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