The first time my dad sat me and my sister down with our first 22's under a big White Oak to shoot some squirrels. Althow we didn't shoot any, it will never leave my memory........
Two years ago I asked my father to join my son and I for the junior antlerless hunt in PA. My dad doesn't hunt anymore, but he does like the woods. We hiked around where there was a lot of sign, and even bumped some bedded deer that we never saw, but the best moment was breaking for lunch together at the top of the mountain, the fall foliage lit up by the sun.
The first time my dad sat me and my sister down with our first 22's under a big White Oak to shoot some squirrels. Althow we didn't shoot any, it will never leave my memory........
Two years ago I asked my father to join my son and I for the junior antlerless hunt in PA. My dad doesn't hunt anymore, but he does like the woods. We hiked around where there was a lot of sign, and even bumped some bedded deer that we never saw, but the best moment was breaking for lunch together at the top of the mountain, the fall foliage lit up by the sun.
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Check my "storys" in the campfire area. One this week one last week.
Good times spent with my kids in the tall timber.
My best, and first was me and my best friend sitting in my back yard shooting squirrel with BB guns
The first time my dad sat me and my sister down with our first 22's under a big White Oak to shoot some squirrels. Althow we didn't shoot any, it will never leave my memory........
My best memories so far is watching my little brothers face's when the animals get close. They havn't got anything yet so it will change soon.
Hanging out with my cousins and my uncle, and a bunch of his old hunting buddies who I have grown up around.
Two years ago I asked my father to join my son and I for the junior antlerless hunt in PA. My dad doesn't hunt anymore, but he does like the woods. We hiked around where there was a lot of sign, and even bumped some bedded deer that we never saw, but the best moment was breaking for lunch together at the top of the mountain, the fall foliage lit up by the sun.
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My best, and first was me and my best friend sitting in my back yard shooting squirrel with BB guns
Check my "storys" in the campfire area. One this week one last week.
Good times spent with my kids in the tall timber.
The first time my dad sat me and my sister down with our first 22's under a big White Oak to shoot some squirrels. Althow we didn't shoot any, it will never leave my memory........
My best memories so far is watching my little brothers face's when the animals get close. They havn't got anything yet so it will change soon.
Hanging out with my cousins and my uncle, and a bunch of his old hunting buddies who I have grown up around.
Two years ago I asked my father to join my son and I for the junior antlerless hunt in PA. My dad doesn't hunt anymore, but he does like the woods. We hiked around where there was a lot of sign, and even bumped some bedded deer that we never saw, but the best moment was breaking for lunch together at the top of the mountain, the fall foliage lit up by the sun.
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