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I’d love to hear from the community, what’s a hunting tradition you learned from your family? It could be a pre-hunt ritual, a special meal or a way you track and prepare game. Share your stories...
Hunting traditions passed down
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My daughter grew up in Flagstaff with a stepfather who hunted. Her and my granddaughters all got their elk and deer before graduating high school.
My experiences were with my twin nieces. They each had a 410 by age 12, had shot pheasant by 14. The helped their dad raise and train GSPs. They were taught to eat what they shot (within reason!).
As I have said elsewhere, I worked part-time as a guide on wild hogs and, rarely, on deer. Also guided bird hunters with my GSP, Maggie. Well, I was dressing out and skinning a hog. I don't remember whether it was mine, my wife's or a clients. Anyway, Becca was about 8 or 9 and she was standing there eating a sandwich and asking me to identify all the organs as I removed them!
Another time, we were up there hunting dove. Jack, the head guide, had a couple of clients and the guy with the trailer next to ours, Greg, was up with his wife. Now, Karen was a TROPHY WIFE!!!! She'd ride around the ranch (15K acres) on horseback or on her ATV with a 357 Ruger around her waist and in a tennis dress or shorts. Come back looking like she stepped out of a designer magazine. But she was so modest and nice, you couldn't hold it against her! Even the other wives liked her! Well, Karen remarked that the client's hogs looked a lot like a bear when skinned. One of them with a condescending smirk asked "When was the last time you saw a bear skinned out?". Greg answered "About two weeks ago! Tell 'em about it, Karen". She blushed and said "You do it, Greg". Greg told them: " I wounded a coastal brown bear and it charged us! My rifle jammed, so she dropped it at less than 10 feet with her 338 Win Mag!.
The hunters stayed at the other end of the camp for the rest of their stay!
My experiences were with my twin nieces. They each had a 410 by age 12, had shot pheasant by 14. The helped their dad raise and train GSPs. They were taught to eat what they shot (within reason!).
As I have said elsewhere, I worked part-time as a guide on wild hogs and, rarely, on deer. Also guided bird hunters with my GSP, Maggie. Well, I was dressing out and skinning a hog. I don't remember whether it was mine, my wife's or a clients. Anyway, Becca was about 8 or 9 and she was standing there eating a sandwich and asking me to identify all the organs as I removed them!
Another time, we were up there hunting dove. Jack, the head guide, had a couple of clients and the guy with the trailer next to ours, Greg, was up with his wife. Now, Karen was a TROPHY WIFE!!!! She'd ride around the ranch (15K acres) on horseback or on her ATV with a 357 Ruger around her waist and in a tennis dress or shorts. Come back looking like she stepped out of a designer magazine. But she was so modest and nice, you couldn't hold it against her! Even the other wives liked her! Well, Karen remarked that the client's hogs looked a lot like a bear when skinned. One of them with a condescending smirk asked "When was the last time you saw a bear skinned out?". Greg answered "About two weeks ago! Tell 'em about it, Karen". She blushed and said "You do it, Greg". Greg told them: " I wounded a coastal brown bear and it charged us! My rifle jammed, so she dropped it at less than 10 feet with her 338 Win Mag!.
The hunters stayed at the other end of the camp for the rest of their stay!
