My nephew Cade with his first "big game", a fat young gray squirrel. Saturday morning was bad windy, and we had to work hard for one squirrel. Still and all, a first squirrel is a first squirrel. I helped him pick out the 870 last year at a gunshow. He was proud, and so was I.
Here's grandson Lane doing a little work at the loading/gunsmithing bench:
Don't know who the old balding guy is, though he looks vaguely familiar.

Here's grandson Lane doing a little work at the loading/gunsmithing bench:

Don't know who the old balding guy is, though he looks vaguely familiar.
