My 20 year old son is on his first hunting trip without his pops (that would be me...call me captain obvious). He went with two of his buddies, one of which is the son of the property owner. They are hunting a nice 80 acre parcel in northern Michigan. The kid's dad and uncle are already up there. I have never been there but I understand there to be blinds and food plots. My kid knows what he's doing but still I'm a bit nervous. I am definetly excited for him and hope he scores a buck. If he does, we won't really need anymore for the freezer and limit me to shooting only a wall hanger (if I would get that lucky) for sausage. For a long long time I was the only one responsible for filling the freezer. When my son first started to deer hunt I have to admit I was a bit torn. Don't get me wrong, I was proud as a peacock when he scored but, I was like now I can't shoot as many. As time has gone on, it's not such a big deal. My love for hunting is as strong as ever but, I feel the filling of the freezer "torch" is getting closer to being passed.
Just wondering if anyone else has had similar feelings to mine?
Just wondering if anyone else has had similar feelings to mine?