I started to really enjoy not carrying a gun. Feeling no tension about shooting anything, I was free to fully enjoy the kids' excitement. And I've got my ulterior motives: If I keep these boys hooked, in a few years, I'll have strong, young backs to take the place of mine at decoy-humping and deer-dragging time. There's another, greater, burden on those strong young backs. They represent the future of hunting and conservation. There are plenty of candidates ready for the job, too. I've watched Cub Scouts at a day camp step up to the firing line of the BB gun station, and it's obviously the highlight of their day. They stop hitting each other, quiet down, pay rapt attention, and proudly carry the targets home. For too many, however, a few shots a year at summer camp is the closest they ever come to hunting.