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I took my 12 year old niece Kelsey huntin' Sat. it was youth deer season (anterless only) for one day. It was a beautiful day and I had a hot spot near my duck blind picked out for her to shoot her first deer with a muzzleloader much less a flintlock.
We got there and settled in a few minutes before first light. I had already loaded "Ole Heartbreaker" at the house before we left. Muzzleloaders are considered unloaded in WV till primed or capped. I had spent several hours getting all the gear ready and thought I had checked everything at least once or twice.
Once settled in I primed her up in the dim twilight of the morning. We hadn't been there 15 minutes till I said "Buck" she could only take an anterless deer but it was great to watch the 8 pointer walking around in front of us at about 40 yards or so.
I had the cam-corder set on a tripod pointed in his direction. Then we saw a doe then another, all just out of effective range and in thick cover. No shot yet but we watched them for about 20 minutes the wind was in our favor.
Suddenly they took off and ran to our left the worst place they could've ran I was sitting on the left side of Kelsey. And the camera couldn't be turned in that direction without much clamoring and banging around.
I pulled out a fawn bleat call and gave a few bleats the big doe turned and came toward us. I raised up on my knees and put the rifle across my shoulder and got her lined up where I thought the doe would appear. I was pretty close Kelsey only had to move a few inches and she was lined up on her shoulder.
The reason for putting the rifle on my shoulder is that it was too heavy for her to handle without some kind of support. We had some shooting sticks in the area where the buck showed up naturally the doe didn't cooperate. LOL!
I had let her shoot the rifle several times and was reasonably sure she could hit what she aimed at. She brought her to full cock and cha click the rifle didn't go off . The deer was 20 yards away and saw the small flash and heard the click. She about did a flip-flop turnin' around and getting out of there snorting several times to alarm all of her friends.
I couldn't believe it "Ole Heartbreaker" has never failed to go off. So I grabbed my priming horn to re-prime and nothing came out. Oh manure I had forgot to check it and refill it. I didn't even know it was empty. I could smell the smoke but it just barely flashed. I had loaded just a little bit of fine powder I could see it in the early morning light and thought it was 3/4 full. But it wasn't I was so sorry I was apologizing all over the place but Kelsey just laughed and said, "Oh quit we'll get another chance." So I primed her up with FFFg and we kept on huntin'.
I was sick but it didn't bother Kelsey at all she was just happy to be there. I guess we could all learn a lesson from her she didn't need to kill a deer to enjoy the day. Well we never did get another chance, I promised to take her again soon.
After she went home some 45 miles away. My wife asked that I keep opening morning reserved for Kelsey. Schools are closed the first day of the regular firearms season. It seems Kelsey wants Uncle Chuck to take her huntin' again. Thank God for small favors.
Chuck Goodall
The Original Huntin' Fool
&
Kanawha Ranger Scribe
We got there and settled in a few minutes before first light. I had already loaded "Ole Heartbreaker" at the house before we left. Muzzleloaders are considered unloaded in WV till primed or capped. I had spent several hours getting all the gear ready and thought I had checked everything at least once or twice.
Once settled in I primed her up in the dim twilight of the morning. We hadn't been there 15 minutes till I said "Buck" she could only take an anterless deer but it was great to watch the 8 pointer walking around in front of us at about 40 yards or so.
I had the cam-corder set on a tripod pointed in his direction. Then we saw a doe then another, all just out of effective range and in thick cover. No shot yet but we watched them for about 20 minutes the wind was in our favor.
Suddenly they took off and ran to our left the worst place they could've ran I was sitting on the left side of Kelsey. And the camera couldn't be turned in that direction without much clamoring and banging around.
I pulled out a fawn bleat call and gave a few bleats the big doe turned and came toward us. I raised up on my knees and put the rifle across my shoulder and got her lined up where I thought the doe would appear. I was pretty close Kelsey only had to move a few inches and she was lined up on her shoulder.
The reason for putting the rifle on my shoulder is that it was too heavy for her to handle without some kind of support. We had some shooting sticks in the area where the buck showed up naturally the doe didn't cooperate. LOL!
I had let her shoot the rifle several times and was reasonably sure she could hit what she aimed at. She brought her to full cock and cha click the rifle didn't go off . The deer was 20 yards away and saw the small flash and heard the click. She about did a flip-flop turnin' around and getting out of there snorting several times to alarm all of her friends.
I couldn't believe it "Ole Heartbreaker" has never failed to go off. So I grabbed my priming horn to re-prime and nothing came out. Oh manure I had forgot to check it and refill it. I didn't even know it was empty. I could smell the smoke but it just barely flashed. I had loaded just a little bit of fine powder I could see it in the early morning light and thought it was 3/4 full. But it wasn't I was so sorry I was apologizing all over the place but Kelsey just laughed and said, "Oh quit we'll get another chance." So I primed her up with FFFg and we kept on huntin'.
I was sick but it didn't bother Kelsey at all she was just happy to be there. I guess we could all learn a lesson from her she didn't need to kill a deer to enjoy the day. Well we never did get another chance, I promised to take her again soon.
After she went home some 45 miles away. My wife asked that I keep opening morning reserved for Kelsey. Schools are closed the first day of the regular firearms season. It seems Kelsey wants Uncle Chuck to take her huntin' again. Thank God for small favors.
Chuck Goodall
The Original Huntin' Fool
&
Kanawha Ranger Scribe