There is not much greater joy than transferring your knowledge to your children, especially if it is related to a mutual passion. I am blessed to have three sons who share my enthusiasm for being out and about hunting. Recently, we took a trip to our favorite rabbit-infested property and while there was certainly a lot of fun, I was glad to be able to teach them some important lessons.
It was a Saturday after my boys, Matthew, Timothy and Andrew, had completed their sports commitments for the day. Everyone agreed the weather was too good to stay home and an afternoon sniper rabbit was on the agenda. After a brief text to the estate owner to confirm that it was good for us to go hunting, we quickly packed the car with all the essentials for a rabbit hunt.
Gemini, rifles, ammunition, ears and of course all the other foresight that a young boy must take on a hunting trip was thrown into the back of his four-wheel drive. The boys like to pack their army greens and fill their belts with pocket knives, many tools, torches and wires to ignite an emergency fire. The kids have an adventurous born spirit and obviously have a little Scout [mischievous] boy born to us all.
I'm lucky that the boys are three brothers who enjoy each other's company and enjoy the opportunity to hunt together. They have become very competent with their favorite rifle, a CZ 452 Classic at .17HMR. .17 is a fantastic caliber for kids to learn to shoot with; has virtually no flat traction and shooting, making it easy to use over a wide range of distances. Matthew holds the family record of 36 rabbits in a day with this rifle, but the other two are keen to overcome this.
Upon arriving at the property, we headed and headed towards our favorite spot which gives us a wide view of a number of warrens. We call the type of shooting we were about to engage in & # 39; sniping & # 39; because it involves longer-range shots with great accuracy. The shooting is usually over 200m and a rifle in one of the caliber.22 proves to be the best medicine for our main target – rabbits.
We found the .17HMR quite capable of pulling rabbits up to 140m, but larger-caliber rifles are more appealing to the game and fun to shoot due to the extremely flat trajectory.
As well as using their CZ on this trip, the guys would shoot rabbits with my Remington 700.22-250. It is a beautiful rifle with a laminated stock with a finger hole and a heavy steel barrel. The push is fitted with a bipod and has had considerable work on the trigger to ensure it crisply breaks to 2lb. I believe a good shot has a huge impact on one's ability to shoot accurately, and the sniping rabbit needs a rifle and its shooter to be as good as possible.
The other important part of a long-range varmint hunting kit is a high quality scope. Normally, I am not an advocate of using high-powered superpower in hunting rifles, but because rabbit sniper requires accurate shooting accuracy, I find that a space of at least 14x is needed.
After a brief period of glass around the binocular hills, the boys would soon notice some rabbits. The rifle is on view to shoot 1.5 "high at 100 meters and can continuously shoot in groups of five sub-MOA shooting. The boys were directed to aim in the middle of each rabbit's chest to guarantee a kill of fast, human.
The first rabbit succumbed to the power of the .22-250 and soon, there was more to fall. It's amazing how quickly rabbits get out of their wars despite being scared of a previous blast by a rifle. Patience is an essential virtue of a rabbit sniper, and if you are willing to sit long enough, the rabbits will again emerge on their own in the sun.
After exterminating the population of the first warren, we headed towards a nearby mess, to another place that offers an ideal sniper spot. During the first ridge on our walk, one of the boys spotted a wild black cat. The animal proved very elusive in this first instance and disappeared from looking over the cake bank.
This started a long stalk, which took us more than 1km along the course, until again we were able to strike a cat. Matthew was able to place a .17-caliber ballistic pin across the back of the animal's backbone and was pleased with himself for shooting his first wild cat.
As we settled into our next sniper spot, the boys found a returning lizard. As all family hunters will know, taking children on hunting trips is not just about shooting; it provides an opportunity for them to explore all things in our natural environment.
Many kids these days spend hours playing their game consoles and hardly ever venture out of their bedroom. Being in large outdoor environments develops in children an appreciation of our native animals and plants, and reducing wildlife is one way boys can contribute to helping these native breeds prosper.
After some sniping, we started heading home. We stopped at a log resting on a fence, which provided a perfect break for the boys to get a targeted practice in with .17. The guys really enjoy shooting goals and understand the need to be an accurate shot when shooting live play. We could have stayed there shooting our machine targets for hours, but it was starting to get dark and we needed to find the four-wheel drive.
One of the essential skills of shrub hunting is to be able to navigate your way in the vehicle. I am always discussing with the boys the importance of being aware of their surroundings and getting the attention of distinctive monuments. They also used technology and had the car set up as a way out on their GPS when we started. When it came time to go back, we simply followed the direction of the travel arrow on their GPS.
Sliding rabbits provide the opportunity to teach children the basics of hunting, such as walking a little and looking hard, jumping quietly and on the road and of course, using a rifle to its full potential. These skills will definitely become useful for guys as they start hunting for a bigger game like deer with me as they grow a little older.
While driving home I couldn't stop thinking about what special time we always have together on these trips. The boys were already planning our next outing. "Dad, next time can we whistle a few folds?" said one of the boys. "Safe," I replied. Bring on the weekends!