Grace got a new gun, pink camo bolt action single-shot, and we headed to Oconto for grouse and squirrels. It was a day-dream autumn day the smells, the colors the warmth in the breeze was just perfect. We worked on trail carries and how to handle the gun safely. I was reminded more than once of the Barney Fife rules as I carried the bullets for her little single shot. Along the trail a frog hopped and she quickly asked if she could shoot it...we didn't but I was still smiling. With no game or cans presenting themselves we stopped about half way through the hike to take some shots at my hat. Her gun safety was great, walking quietly will take some more practice. Amy told her that she didn't even have her own gun, Grace just replied "Cuz, you're not a hunter." Back at the car we spent plenty of time shooting into a big safe berm, but it wasn't really needed, her aim was pretty good and she routinely smacked a pop can as well as a clay pigeon we found.
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