I got the little guy up at 0530 this morning, and he was raring to go. After being out in the rain for an hour we finally spotted a bird. He's six years old and loves to hunt. Up until now he's only gotten rabbits, but today he got his firsat grouse with a 410 that was mine when I was his age. It was our first spruce of the year, proud daddy. It's more enjoyable watching my kids out there than actually pulling the trigger yourself.