My Dad introduced me to it. He was share milking on a farm out Piako road. Took me down the end to shot ducks standing under some plumb trees.
The next time was out the back of Motumaoho on the river there behind the old dairy factory and grocery store. Dick Chambers was the store owner and used to deliver or groceries. He would leave gelly beans in the bottom of the box for us kids
Then when Dad brought the farm over Te Aroha way a good friend of his used to come over to clean up the rabbit problem.
Let me shoot my first rabbit off of his shoulder. Must have been all of five. Good 50 meter shot. Funny how fruit trees still featured from the start.
Was a wild apple tree where that rabbit meet his end.
I know it was 50 because latter I steeped it out from where we knelt the old strainer post to the foot of the apple tree.
Then my Granddad taught me how not to and too. Very sad old man but I guess I’d be too if I survived WW1good teacher though
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