Dad taught me to shoot. He was a champion rifle and pistol marksman with an eagle eye and a very sharp tongue. Even today, when I screw up a shot, I brace for the recoil (not from the firearm) and he has been gone for over a decade... ("Ya tryin' to hit that piece of paper, or just scare it a little? Squeeze the trigger. SQUEEZE, not jerk. And what did I tell you about breathing? You look like a panting dog. Do it again.")
redmond,
Are you sure you and I aren't related???
Learned the same way and I'm thinkin dad brought home a lot of his 'instructor at Ft. Benning' mentality when it came to us and firearms...
and I Thank Him for it.
We always had fun but we knew when it came to firearms, especially safety, he would not tolerate having to repeat himself to us like mom did about taking the trash out or cleaning our room.
Not a training method I would necessarily suggest, but it worked
My kids were trained the same way and it worked for them as well.
IMO, Training can and should be fun but for safety sake, should have a STRICT set of rules that are never bent,broken or ever swayed from without consequence's.
Our learning started long before we were ever allowed to handle a firearm by going to competitive shoots, dogging in the fields hunting and in general, just hanging out with dad and his 'gunner' buddies and listening to them talk about squeezing that trigger , breathing techniques, stances etc.
First rifle was a single shot .22 that I had for many years and did most of my learning on.
2nd gun was an H&R single shot .410
Dad's idea was 'a single shot was safer to learn on and made a kid listen and learn better/faster cause you only had the one shot to hit your mark'. Us kids never even knew of the 'spray and pray' mentality cause we all had single shots.
But I will say I got fairly fast at reloading that .410 using the shells between the fingers tactic.