My Dad got me started. Once I was able to walk, I was following along. I'm talking pre-school age. Hunting became as natural for me as breathing. Until I left home (21) we chased everything together. All the big game and game birds that Alberta had to offer. Did annual crow and mapie hunts with the F&G Ass'n. Dad had a VH and I spent a lot of kid time examining the DHBP wondering about a gun that had my dog Snippy's head on it. I would read the inscription on the rib and was certainly the only kid on the block that ever heard of Meriden Conn. Dad gave me that gun when I was in my 30s. Here is one pic of Dad with 145522 (back when it still had 32" barrels) Birds are sage grouse. He was instrumental in having the province offer a season for these birds. No longer offered these days. Dad passed in 2004. I'm still hunting but sold off most the rifles now and concentrate on upland birds only.
