Mighty oaks from little acorns grow
Having received my first air rifle at the age of 10, my passion for shooting and the outdoors has grown ever since.
I remember standing at the farm on those cold, frosty shoot mornings admiring the shiny 4x4s, fussing the dogs and longing for the day when I was stood with my shiny shotgun and a dog to call my own.
Twenty-eight years later and I am that man stood there with my shiny 4x4, my spaniel, Charlie, and a gun over my arm. What’s more, my 10-year-old son has had his first season beating with us this year. Just last week we were stood in the exact farmyard I was stood in 28 years ago – him fussing the dogs with a longing look on his face, which I truly recognised; from little acorns…
Rob Gardner, Notts, via email
Charlie, raring to go!