HAVING grown up in the outdoors, hunting and fishing, I have learned a lot of the things I know today by following in my father's footsteps. Even though Dad's feet are now smaller than mine, I still have big shoes to fill.
My shooting, hunting and fishing lifestyle began when I was just four years old; I was with Dad when he shot an impressive fallow buck. All through my childhood, I referred to this buck as “my deer”. By the time I was 13, I was ready to try my hand and actually hunt my first deer.
It was an early morning start, when Dad and I grabbed our guns and packs and started walking into the scrub. Just before sunrise, we were settled into a good position to…
