My dad grew up in a strict farming household and nobody got to join the deer hunting gang until they were 12, not carrying a firearm until 13. The reasoning was the reality of the harsh conditions they often hunted in and granddad just felt like they had to start getting some “man” in them. The daughters never wanted to go in the first place cuz they had no interest in the hanging around a bunch of guys or trudging through snow and cold. However, for as long as all the boys have been alive, they were allowed to shoot BB guns and hunt whatever a BB gun could take. They grew up on a farm….so life was altogether different for him than it was for me, growing up in the suburbs. Holding to the tradition of deer hunting, I wasn’t in the woods until I was 12 and I had to do a lot of crash course learning. See, I really didn’t know anything about hunting so I didn’t know what I was missing. But that first time I was able to hit the woods alone, and I came back with something for the table, suddenly I understood it all! I’ve been hooked ever since.
Neither of my boys, having spent their childhood in the suburbs as well and having relatives that didn’t have any hunting tradition inbedded in the family culture, ever voiced any interest in what I was doing out in he woods. If it didn’t go Vrooooom…. the older boy was bored and if it looked even close to having any work involved, my younger boy wasn’t interested. Well, there’s other ways than the woods to teach values so I never pushed the subject. However, once they both discovered they like “vennie and eggs” for breakfast, I could start sharing photos and stories and the next thing I know, both were interested. The older for the shooting and the younger for the photography. Once an interest in getting in the woods was established, I figured they’d give it a better chance and they hit the woods at ages 12 and 8. By the time the older boy was 16, the thrill of the woods was passed up for the thrill of girlfriends and he’s missed the last two years. He’s never harvested a deer and experienced the frustrations of seeing them but not getting a shot and compared to other things, it just hasn’t stuck with him. The younger one is still quick to want to give up, nothing’s gonna happen cuz nothing’s happened yet, but at the same time, when we talk about getting the guns out and going hunting, he can’t wait! He loves watching hunting shows, product demos, and eating the game I’ve harvested. He sees me as a good hunter because he’s seen me come back with meat when he’s given up. He’s been with me when I had to make the shot because he couldn’t pick out the animal in the cover. He sees me as a person who has a knack for being successful in the woods and honestly, it’s a kick to see him doing all he can to try and duplicate what he thinks he sees and that look of strutting confidence that overcomes his face when he makes the shot! He loves to hear the stories my dad and I share and he’s thrilled that he’s got a couple of his own to share now too. All in all, I think he’s starting to “get it”. The only drawback is that when things are slow, he’s quick to want to throw in the towel and watch a hunting dvd instead. I haven’t got him cured/sold on the endurance end of things but hey, he’s 13. I wasn’t always too enduring at that age either but maturing has a way of helping us develop our “tough” side.
Part of me wishes I would have started them earlier but I don’t know that I would’ve gained anything by doing so. If a kid wants to learn, they will. If not, it’s tough. So I simply waited until their curiosity opened the door of intreage for me. They know I’m good for teaching fun stuff so once they see that spark in my eye and hear the excitement in my voice, they’re quicker to get on board with it.
I have a nephew that had a BB gun by 7 and was in the woods and water by 3. Up until he was 18, he couldn’t wait for hunting…..anything!!! His dad taught him well and he’s a good sportsman but he too discovered girls and now he hasn’t hunted but one season since he was 19. He still talks like he’s got the itch to get back at it but seldom does. So, what’s the right way? I dunno…… every kid is different and every parent does the best they know how. I think the biggest key is to pay attention. If you have an outdoorsey youngster, like my nephew was, go for it! It is still some of his fondest memories of his life thus far. If they’re more of a house kid, try your best to create an interest so you can share your passion and tradition with them but it might not be best to push the issue.
If I were to render any advice, I’d encourage you to just do your best with whatever the circumstances of life may be and “listen to what your child/children SHOW you”. Your kids will often show you how to raise them if you pay attention in this fashion. Good luck!