Thread: How did you get interested in hunting?

Hmmm, genetically inherited. My Dad was a hunter in Fiordland. We were bought up on deer and pig. School holidays meant the family had a week in places like the the Hope Arm Hut, there was always a carcass hanging from a tree (much to the disgust of trampers). Dad was also a gun collector, so as kids, we were never away from them. At 11 we moved to Central Otago, so was straight into rabbits with a .22 and after school and weekends during cherry season shooting birds with a 410. Then I spent years doing pest control on rabbits. A gun has never been far away from our family.