I thought this would bring back some warm and fuzzy feelings in us all. :z-flirtysmile3:
My parents divorced and Mom moved me and my sister to Mississippi when I was 7 so I didn't have my dad around to teach me but I did have a few uncles and my papaw to let me tag along. I remember several stories and I'll share a few of them. First hunting experience was one of my uncles taking me squirrel hunting and from that very first hunt he taught me how to walk in the woods without stomping around it's how I walk in the woods to this very day. Another uncle sat me down and had a very LONG conversation about safety especially sitting on a tree turkey hunting but my most favorite hunting memories come from my Papaw. I was with him when he killed his biggest deer ever and he came back and told everybody that I killed the deer. (that was super fun for a little boy getting to tell people how he and not his Papaw got to kill the big buck) a couple turkey hunts come to mind one was when he killed a small jake and one I like more than that is setting up on a road blindly hunting and having a gobbler coming to us and we left because he couldn't hear the bird gobbling and getting closer although I told him I heard it LOL. I miss my Papaw like crazy and I'm lucky to be 27 and still have my Mamaw (she's 89) sorry for the rambling I really could go on and on about learning to hunt from him and hunting with him.
It was a joint venture with my Dad, Mom and me when I was five. I'm really fortunate. I'm 53 now and still get to hunt with both of them. My Dad has slowed down a lot, but he still likes to go. And track record show's we managed to learn a thing or two along the way. I wouldn't trade it for anything!
My Dad. He is 80 years old now and does not hunt any more but we sure had ALOT of good times over the years hunting together. I am now doing the same for my son.
A good friend of mine drew a limited entry turkey permit in Utah 24 years ago. We only had a few turkeys back then and five permits were issued. He stopped in my work place one night a week into his season and I asked him if he'd gotten his turkey. He said no that it had been tough. I knew nothing about turkeys and was confused as to why it could be so difficult to kill a dumb bird. He invited me to tag along the next morning and I agreed. I couldn't believe we had to leave at 4 a.m. but I had to see what this was all about. We climbed a ridge in the darkness and walked out onto a long point overlooking a cottonwood drainage. He instructed me to sit down next to a bog Ponderosa and be still. As daylight approached I was wondering what exactly we were going to do now when a bird gobbled not 70 yards from us just off the lip. I honestly about wet myself. The next hour was as intense as anything I'd ever done. The bird must have gobbled 50 times that morning and to make a long story short my buddy, a rookie also, shot the bird in the body and he flew the canyon and got away. I was sick that I couldn't hold that bird and inspect it but at that moment I was hooked! Twenty four years later I've finished my slam and still get as excited as I was on that first hunt. Thanks to by good buddy Danny for sharing his obsession with me.
I learned to hunt following bird dogs with my Dad. Turkeys and deer came a little later and we learned about those together. He will turn 75 in another couple months, doesn't get around as well as the old days. Have been fortunate to put him on a bird or three each year.
My Dad
I taught myself and I'm still learning.
My dad took my brother and I deer hunting every weekend of the season and taught us how to hunt deer. He didn't turkey hunt at all but hunted just about everything else.
Turkey hunting I had a good friend take me a few times and show me the basics but for the most part it was trial and error and learn it the hard way by myself. I'm glad it happened that way. I believe I am a better turkey hunter after being defeated more than being victorious.
Deer, myself. Turkeys, my brother in law
my dad taught me how to deer hunt my granddad taught me how to rabbit hunt and bird hunt using dogs and im self taught when it comes to turkey hunting
My dad and my Grandpaw started takin me squirrel and pheasant huntin around the age of 5, no gun, just a tag along being educated. Rabbits, deer, dove, and coons shortly after. My dad never turkey hunted. One year I just thought I just try it out, not much luck that year, didn't know how to call, how to hunt em, nothing. Since I'm a persistent person I tried 3 more years. Each year with.the same result. I wasn't hooked yet for obvious reasons. Then I was shootin the breeze with the farm up the road and he invited me to come along with him and his buddy. Both of these ol boys were in there early 60s and boy they taught me a bunch. I'm hooked now. I still go out once a year with those fellas, that's the turkey hunt I look forward to the most every season
I pretty much taught myself. My father did not hunt and family who did hunt would not take me. I spent a lot of time reading magazines and books. Mountainburd on here and I covered a lot of ground learning as we went.
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Dad taught me how to hunt deer, rabbits, and squirrels. I taught myself how to turkey hunt.
My Dad. The hunting bug never really bit him like it did me, but he lit a fire in me that's burned almost 40 years now. Thanks Dad !
My Daddy taught me to hunt back in the 1960's.
My Dad got me into hunting when he took me to the marsh to hunt ducks. I fell in love with the sport. Later on, I taught myself how to hunt deer, squirrels, hogs and turkeys. My Dad changed my life, and gave me a passion that will be with me until the day I die.
My dad took me hunting when we would go back to the old homestead in Alabama (70's). I going got to do this a couple times a year but I loved every minute of it.
It has only been about 20 years but a friend of the family started bringing me when I was about 15 years old. He was and still is a great hunter. He taught me allot but one of the things he did was send me off on my own to learn my lessons the hard way. It took me about 4 years to get my first bird but it was worth the wait.
I watched hours and hours of Buck McNeely. ;D
My dad. He took my older brother and I at very early ages. Dove, squirrel, deer, turkey, and fishing too. It was pretty much a year round deal for us. He taught us woodsmanship while squirrel hunting and patience while deer and turkey hunting. From an early age I fell in love with turkey hunting. We hunted them in the fall and spring both. I could never repay him for the time he spent with us or for introducing us to hunting and fishing.
My Dad...Turkey and Grouse.
Dad.
my old man...my mom used to say "as soon as you were able to walk straight your dad would pack some diapers and a couple bottles and take you to the woods with him"...thanks dad!
my uncle taught me about deer and small game hunting
nobody turkey hunted,so I taught myself
My older brother took me deer hunting first, then goose hunting and small game hunting with dogs. That started 40+ years ago when we didn't have turkeys. In the 80's I started going after turkeys some, it wasn't until I started hunting them with my son - derek on the board- that we kind of learned together. Evidently he is a better learner than I am!!
My mom and dad got a divorce when I was 4. My sister is 8 years older than me and got a boyfriend that loved to hunt. I look back now and think how grateful I am that a 18 year old boy took up so much time with me and took me everywhere to hunt everything. That was many years ago and he is now my brother in law and there's nobody I'd rather hunt with. We live about 650 miles apart now and don't get to hunt together very much anymore, but we're planning a central Georgia turkey hunt here in about a month and I can't wait.
My dad would let me tag along with him on pheasant hunts when I was pretty young, that really got me hooked on hunting. I taught myself to turkey hunt and I still make plenty of mistakes, but I've also learned a lot through the years. If someone doesn't have a turkey hunting mentor, I would recommend they spend as much time in the woods as they can and learn through trial and error. The birds will definitely teach you a thing or two!
I only got to squirrel hunt with my dad cause he was killed in an auto accident when I was 9. Everything that I know about hunting & fishing I've learned on my own. My son was my best hunting buddy ever. He died @ the age of 25. I have a 5 yo grandson that I hope to be taking real soon !
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Thought my self. No one in my family hunts
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I met my godfathers son about 10 years ago. Him an his father taught me to hunt. I got into turkey hunting about 9 years ago and was wondering around the woods trying to figure out turkey's before season. I ran in to a fella (Joe Brennan) and he basically taught me everything about turkey hunting. I remember the first time I saw his collection of calls I was amazed. Not to mention a grand slam of turkey's mounted around the room. I was hooked on turkey hunting from then on out. I wanted to know everything about turkey's. I would sit in in the woods before season and just watch the birds come of the roost. I Feel so blessed to have such good mentors in my life. Turkey hunting has been one of the best things in my life. My father you may wonder. He doesn't hunt but is one hell of a fishermen and made me one awesome angler as well. I still have never seen anyone cast a fly rod as gracefully as my pops.
I taught myself
I learned what I know about quail hunting from asking my Dad questions..he was a man of very few words. All other hunting I learned from experience and outdoor magazines.
What a great topic!
my dad
Had guy from PA that moved down here for few years taught me some but mostly self taught
Due to my recent stellar success, Guesswho asks me that all the time! :TooFunny: :TooFunny:
In all seriousness, my dad took me when I was young for deer, and my FIL started me on the path to turkeys.
Both men got me fired up about the outdoors, but most of what I have learned about turkeys, I learned from the serial turkey killers that frequent this forum.
I am a better turkey hunter and woodsman because of these guys.
Quote from: chatterbox on February 23, 2014, 08:06:35 AM
Due to my recent stellar success, Guesswho asks me that all the time! :TooFunny: :TooFunny:
In all seriousness, my dad took me when I was young for deer, and my FIL started me on the path to turkeys.
Both men got me fired up about the outdoors, but most of what I have learned about turkeys, I learned from the serial turkey killers that frequent this forum.
I am a better turkey hunter and woodsman because of these guys.
No doubt on that last part! I got the most part have taught myself how to be successful at turkey hunting but my papaw and uncles put the fire and passion plus the safety aspect of it. I learn as lot on here and sometimes feel like I ask the stupidest questions on the face of the planet lol.
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