Seems like he knows what to do for wild quail, that's for sure.
Seems like he knows what to do for wild quail, that's for sure.
he was a simple man.
Ugh. Stupid people piss me off.
Listen to your elders. Not because they are always right but because they have more experiences of being wrong.
"We make a living by what we get, we make a life by what we give" Sir Winston Churchill
my dad didnt teach me shit. while he taught me a lot.
I miss the old days of parenting. I admit that i just have no comprehension of 5yr olds shooting deer ducks or turkeys.
we went along. I remember holding a wild ass brittany's leash WAY MORE than I ever remember being allowed to carry a gun. We were always invited to go but never as a hunter. we spent a lot of time watching. i think its the right way. my daughter never shot a deer till she was probably 14. I am so happy I "parented" her the way I did with the out-of-doors. we were given a BB gun and let loose. then it was a .22. we rode bikes without helmets and did really stupid shit but found a way to "grow up."
"taking a youth" these days means letting them kill something and taking a picture to get street cred on the internet from people you dont even know. today's youth sure would benefit from people like Beaver and Henry. Granted, they would get thick skin quickly but that's character building.
Ugh. Stupid people piss me off.
100% agree with you 2th. But I grew up in the same era and things were a lot different then. I was a spectator and student until age 7. Then I got to carry an unloaded 410 for a while before I was allowed to hunt. I think that served our generation well.
This post brings back a lot of memories. I lived across the street from Marvin from age 0 until 5th grade. He and dad duck hunted often. Beaver had a club called Rice Pond in the 70s and Dad was a member. We fished the two ponds a lot of evenings after dad got home from work. He had a dove field that hunted during the week. I only got to go a few times because of school. Good times back then.
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I still remember how big a deal it was to walk up behind the Britts and actually be handed a shell to load. I'd carried a red ryder and an empty .410 many a mile before I was allowed to load that shotgun and try my hand. I had shot at doves once, but was only allowed to demonstrate gun handling with an empty chamber up to that point. First bird I ever took was a Woodcock that flew straight down an old wagon trail.
I had the pleasure to trail behind Mr Hardy's old Britts a couple years back with his old property manager - he'd gifted them to Doogie after he sold Bobwhite Hills to DNR.
this thread is making miss quail.
and I never actually shot (at) a lot of them in the 80s....
Ugh. Stupid people piss me off.
I will say it. People act like little children shooting things is a brag. You look like fools...
My cousin used to have an impoundment right near Beaver's.. Back then you could time the late mallard flight, it was always late morning. 2th, you've actually hunted that pond after he sold it to your friends, believe it was a money band killed out there when you were there.
I'll admit, I killed things younger.. but it wasn't given to me. My father taught me the outdoors, but wingshooting if I wasn't killing them fast enough.. he would. Then I had shell restrictions, and he and that crowd raised me pretty tough. My kids were all different ages before I took them. I wanted them to realize what they were doing. I think my son was 13 before he killed his first deer, and at our place deer hunting is a lay up.
Beaver is every bit of 87.
Be proactive about improving public waterfowl habitat in South Carolina. It's not going to happen by itself, and our help is needed. We have the potential to winter thousands of waterfowl on public grounds if we fight for it.
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