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    Default First Father and Son hunting trip... priceless!

    Last weekend, my hunting plans got busted due to the weather and fires up north. With the holiday weeked here, I decided to head back up to Seligman, AZ for a much-needed "personal" decompression time.

    My 8yo son (who's been an avid shooter since the age of 5) wanted to go last week but I told him that G&F required him to be 14 to hunt. My father doesn't hunt. He fishes. I never had the opportunity to ever hunt with my dad. My first hunting experience was with a group of fellow employees. It was fun, but there was no sympathetic connection. I was looking forward to the day that I could take my kid out on his first hunt.

    Well, I called G&F and they confirmed that he can be any age to hunt cottontails and jackrabbits. Wow, my son's first hunt. Let's see how that goes!

    Friday morning 12:30am, we take off for Seligman. It's a 3.5hr drive via I-17N and AZ89N. Another 30min drive from Seligman to my hunting spot. The wind was blowing a bit fierce on the drive up. I would estimate anywhere from 15-30mph winds and gusts up to 40mph. It made the drive a bit harsh, as I completely removed my soft top/bow last week after installing my Tuffy Security Deck Enclosure.

    We arrived just before 5am, and got into position before the sun crested the mountain tops. The wind had died down a little, but was still around 5-10mph with random gusts at 25mph. I had to explain to my boy all about compensating for the wind.

    Within the first 10mins, we spot a nice jackrabbit. The wind was to our advantage, as it concealed our approach. I pulled the Jeep off the road, grabbed the custom lightweight Ruger 10-22 w/ Nikon Rimfire Prostaff 3-9x, lowered down the bipod leg, and helped my boy line up his shot. The first shot made contact, but didn't drop the jackrabbit. I instructed him to take multiple shots, as I didn't want to chase down an injured jackrabbit, nor did I want it to needlessly suffer. He squeezes off 3 more rapid shots and the bunny went motionless.

    When we approached the jackrabbit, I was saddened to find it still alive. The shots took out the back legs and one front paw. It couldn't move much. My son, being the typical 8yo, started to laugh at the bunny. I quickly gave it a mercy shot to the skull. The pressure "popped" one of its eyeballs right out of the socket. Again, my boy busted out in laughter. He said, "Geez! It's like a cartoon!".

    Link to picture, due to graphic content: http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/...525_055200.jpg

    After he had calmed down, I sat him down and explained to him that, although it looked silly, hunting is not about making animals suffer. That's why we practice to be good marksmen. One shot, one kill. A clean kill. No animal should have to suffer for the pursuit of our sport. Ah... a father and son moment. Almost brought a tear to my eye.

    About an hour later the wind grew in strength, then came the windchill. The speed held constant at about 30mph and it sent the fine dust swirling all over the inside of the Jeep. We tried to outrun the wind, but that proved to be futile. We struggled to keep our vision (and breath) and drove out of the area as fast as we could. I kid you not, there was about 1/4" of dirt all over everything!

    It was about 9:30am when we arrived back into town. After a quick breakfast, I told my boy that we're going to head home. The conditions today were not good and I doubt if it will get better. The weather app on my phone said it would be better tomorrow, so he pleaded with me to grab a motel and hunt tomorrow. LOL. He's caught the hunting bug.

    Not to drag out the story too much more, we stayed at the Romney Motel, got up at 4:45am, and hunted til 10am. Lots of bunnies, but the wind was still ripping at 15-25mph. We had four opportunities, but none proved fruitful. We decided to celebrate his first (and successful hunt) by shooting over to Laughlin, NV and attacking the Giant Burger from the Don Laughlin's Riverside Casino. A 1-1/4lb burger that measures 12" in diameter, loaded with cheese, pickles, lettuce, onions, ketchup and mayo on the side. GIANT BURGER for a small price of $12.00!



    Bottom line:

    570 miles round trip.
    $200 in gas.
    Battled winds, dust, dirt, bugs, exhaustion and a GIANT BURGER.

    The experience of my first Father and Son hunt... priceless.



    Wanna see a video of this Giant Burger? Look here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5rc2hDcSKwY
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    Awesome story
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    Very cool. Glad he had a good time!

    That burger might be worth a drive up there
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    road trip!
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    Very cool story. You never know when those teaching moments will happen, but you have to BE THERE to have them. Being a Dad is awesome. You're such a great Dad. :-)
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    Great story James.
    I'll never forget my first deer. The tradition was that the first time, some of the deer's fresh blood had to be smeared across the shooter's face in front of the rest of the hunting club.
    My hardened grandfather took me aside and told the really young me that I couldn't look scared or show any fear and that I should laugh before anyone else could to keep the upper hand.
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    Well I found the picture....
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    Awesome.
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    Thats quite macho, and disturbing at the same time.
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    saw that and this is the first thing that popped into my head

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