Well...last night was officially my 5 year old son's first full blown experience with the sport of beagles and hunting. I just picked him up his first pair of brush pants, his orange small game jacket and his first "official" pair of hunting boots. We took the beagles up to a local beagle club to run. Of course we weren't actually hunting but he still was introduced to it last night. It's wierd to think that all of the hunting we'll do together from this point forward starts now
This one is my son in the front yard all decked out ready to go.
This one is my son and I in the front and my uncle Mark, my dad and my cousin Steve from left to right in the back.
This is him taking Velma out to the hedge rows.
Here's my son letting Velma loose at the first spot.
Here's Velma a short while later on her first run of the night.
Here's what he did when he got bored. Apparently leashes make excellent tools for cutting down weeds.
Here's Grandpa and my son heading back to the truck after it was all over.
And finally here are the two happy hunters.