re: #272 GeneJockey

I was lucky enough to have a friend in Montana invite me to hunt, and another friend loan me an incredibly accurate rifle*. I got a nice whitetail doe. Turns out my wife doesn’t like venison. So much for becoming a great hunter.

*Seriously, it was something else. At 100 yards, shooting off a rest, I put three rounds in a 1” circle, and I have very, very little experience shooting.

I have the great misfortune of liking lamb in a family that doesn’t like it. Another story, I know but still. But I’ve never actually hunted before. My grandfather did but that was when I was way too young though he did take us fishing which was something I enjoyed doing with and along with him teaching me about boxing and football are some of my fondest memories of him.