I started hunting when I was 5 years old. Thats when I got my first 22, and a bb gun. My Dad was a rancher in New Mexico, and I guess he figured he owned anything I could possibly hit. He always said kids will turn out great if you keep a ball or a gun in their hands. I could always hunt as much and as long as I wanted.
As I grew up, I talked a lot about hunting, and I met lots of people who said they didn't hunt as adults. They had such terrible experiences when they were young. They talked about being awakened at 4 am, taken to a boat or duck blind, and kept cold, wet, and miserable until after dark. When they got older, they couldn't imagine wanting some more "cold, wet, and miserable", just to go hunting or fishing.
I met my wife when she was 19. (Want some candy little girl?) I guess I taught her how to hunt. I have always made sure she was comfortable, and well fed. She has been an AVID hunter for well over 40 years. Her nickname in camp is "Dead Eye". After a few years we started having boys. We talked a lot about how to expose them to the things we enjoyed. I said I wanted them to enjoy all the outdoor stuff, but that it was important that we start them with "little bites", so they wouldn't get bored or uncomfortable. So, when we fished, went shooting, or hunting, we enjoyed it for a few hours and returned to camp, or home. I think Gary, our oldest, was about 7 and I said, "Should we see if we can catch a fish in the Boise River behind the Red Lion Inn?" He said, "OH Yes!" After a couple hours, and no fish, I told him we should probably go home. He said, "Dad, I wish we could go fishing or hunting as long as I want too without having to GO HOME!" I looked at my wife and said, "We Got Him, He's Hooked!" Our boys have gone on to become AVID hunters and fishermen, and have taken my skills to another whole level. Now when we set up our elk camp, Sonia and I get to have comfortable supervisory positions. We are pretty lucky!