My Mom's Hunting Experience

So, I mentioned in class that I convinced my mom to go hunting with me on Monday. Seeing as she has not been since before she had children, it was quite the experience. She has never shot a deer, or any wild game for that matter. I took for granted that she lived amongst a family of avid hunters. I figured with her being a part of our household she would have a good idea of what to do, however, this was absolutely not the case. As we were getting ready she said several different things that I found humorous.

1. Mom: " I don't even know where to shoot a deer at."
     My Response: 30 minutes of kill shot diagrams and walking her through several different scenarios. "If the deer is quartering this way, you'll want to shoot here, but if he is broadside, you will aim here".

2. Mom: "Oh, I am not going to wear camouflage. I'm not going to get that into it. Camo is just a fashion statement anyway!"
     My Response: "Mom, you absolutely have to wear camo. It is not just a fashion statement, there is a purpose behind that."

3. Mom: Sprays perfume and begins lathering up with fruity lotion.
     My Response: " Oh my goodness, you're definitely going to have to take a shower before we go out. They will smell that from a mile away. Here is some non-scent shampoo/body wash. Wash up with this and no more smelly goods till after the hunt."

4. Mom: Getting her rifle ready- "What kind of gun is this? How do I work it?"
     My Response: Told her she was using a bolt action .243, then spent another 30 minutes teaching her how to load and unload her rifle, where her safety is, and how to work the bolt action.

5. Mom: During the hunt, I get a text message: "When are these deer supposed to come out?"
     My Response: "The past few nights I've been seeing them really start to move around 4:30 to 5:00pm until past shooting light. So that means now, time to quit texting and put your phone up."

I know that through these remarks, she definitely doesn't sound like an experienced hunter, and she is not, however, I have to say that I am proud of her. I never thought I would see my mom actually go out for a hunt. After a little training course on the night before, she went out, climbed up in the stand, and stayed alert and at attention for several hours. She didn't return to the house until 30 minutes after dark. Although we were both disappointed that she did not see anything and was unable to bring a deer home, she admitted that she enjoyed herself. Best of all, she is going out again this weekend with my dad. I think we've officially started something here.