Stone Cold Turkey Killer

Mooselette came down with Daddy Moose last night. She’s on Spring Break. We went out this morning with the recording equipment and spent the hour bracketing sunrise listening for birds. The birds did not cooperate, but she and I had a fun time nonetheless.

Yute Season is in a couple of weeks. This year Mooselette has decided she is ready to take a bird. We, therefore, spent the rest of the morning getting her sorted out with a 20-Gauge Mossberg bolt gun– the same gun her Uncle Angus used when he was a Yute.

Getting a kid going on a shotgun can be a daunting task. For Daddy Moose, it was easy. For her uncle. . . well, Angus the anticipation of the blast and recoil was hard to surmount. Mooselette was somewhere in the middle. What got her past her anxiety was Daddy Moose taking a few shots with his gun and then letting her loose a light #6 squirrel load just pointing off into space without the shotgun on her shoulder. Once she knew she could handle it, she was game for everything. We took another couple of shots at a pizza box and then brought out the #4 Turkey Loads. By this time, she was fully psyched and her first load blasted a turkey target at 20 yards– a dead bird for sure.

She sent a total of 4 full-house rounds downrange. She was able to get a good pattern out of some 3-inch Winchester #5s before we called it quits. By then, her grandpa could give her the Shamanic Certification of being a Stone-Cold Turkey Killer.