After I took my oldest son (he turned 7 about a week later) hunting and he shot a deer and two turkeys, my 5 yr old son has been bugging me to take him. I took him out the last couple of days. When I took big brother Connor hunting I had my dad to help. It makes a big difference. At 0-dark-thirty in the morning one adult can drive to the blind and drop the other adult off with the youngster, then walk back. Since we didn't have grandpa we took a different approach. In the past we would often find deer and turkey tracks on top of our tire tracks where we parked the truck, so my son Conrad and I just parked the truck and sat in the bed. I found out that it is difficult to stay quiet in the bed of a truck. Every time either of us moved there was a "bong" from bumping the toolbox or tailgate or whatever. When we got to the farm the first afternoon we had to push through a herd of 13 mule deer. Too bad mule deer season ends Thanksgiving weekend. One doe came right up to the truck as I was rolling through the herd. She was acting like cattle sometimes do when a farming is bringing nuggets. She finally stopped about 10 feet from the truck when I pushed in the clutch and something in the linkage popped loudly. We sat and waited but didn't get a shot at any deer or turkeys. The next morning we got there before sunrise and I parked next to our favorite blind where Connor killed his first deer. A glorious morning!!! We were greeted by about 200 turkeys waking up. Squaking, gobbling, clucking, flapping, you name it. Some mornings they come off the roost and fly almost straight down by the blind, other mornings they fly over the trees to the other side of the pasture. That morning they mostly flew away. About 30 or 40 landed about 50 yards away, which was too far for my boy to shoot. I'm confident he can hit a turkey at 25 yards if it will sit still long enough, but 50 is just too far. One lone straggler landed about 30 yards away all by herself. I would have let Conrad have a shot but that bird landed exactly between us and the only house within several miles. The house was about 3/4 of a mile away but I figured that if he shot the bullet would surely hit something I didn't want it to. After she pecked around for 5 minutes or so she suddenly flaps off to join the others who have now drifted to about 100 yards away. We saw mule deer but no white tails. We went back to the farm house to have some lunch and do a little plinking. Here is the big hunter having lunch. Here are a couple of pics of him shooting the .22. While we were looking at some cans and bottles he was shooting things got a little exciting. Here are some pics after the excitement was over: Here is the big boy with the bad snake. No, he didn't kill it with the shovel. I used the .22 and used the shovel to move the body to a better spot for a pic. He found the snake about 5 feet from the blue bottle in the top right portion of this pic. That is too close for me!! Here is my hand next to the rattles for comparison. That afternoon we went back to the blind. Once again we had to fight through the mule deer herd to get in the gate. 13 or 14 deer with at least 2 nice bucks that were 4x4 or bigger. One was a 2x2 but his antlers were at least 24 inches above his head. We got in our blind and the mule deer came to join us. They hung around for at least 30 minutes. Here are a few pics. I took some of these in pairs with the big boy in the foreground on some to show the range. I didn't photoshop any of them, in case you are wondering. If you look carefully you can see a deers back end just to the right of Conrad's shooting glasses, in addition to the deer to the left of him. Here is a great smile with a mule deer in the background. Here is one over my shoulder. You can see the truck toolbox at the bottom of the pic and the blind between us and the deer. We finally saw two whitetail does and one large fawn about 150 yards away. You know how deer sometimes come out of the trees and look both ways deciding which way to go, and they sometimes come toward you and sometimes don't? Well, they decided to go the other way. Conrad was upset that he didn't get a deer or turkey, but I think it was a great hunt. We both had fun. He got to sit closer to more mule deer than most people ever do. He found a rather large rattlesnake and I awarded him the rattles. He got to see and hear more turkeys come off the roost in one morning that most people see in their entire life. I'm so proud of my big boy.[^] He was a trooper. He sometimes thought about wanting to go back to the house but he kept saying "I want a deer" and he stuck it out. He never got upset. He was quieter than I could imagine a 5 year old being. He listened to what I told him. He talked in a quiet whisper. The list goes on and on. I've never seen a boy his age act so mature!!! BTW if the weather cooperates, we are going back with Grandpa this weekend. If that doesn't work out, we're going back between New Years Day and the end of the season. If that doesn't work out we are going back for the youth post season. I think he'll get his deer this year.