I agree with Huntnma. Don't under estimate her. It just may come back to bite ya in the tushy.
When I met my husband he took me "hog huntin'" for our first date....basically just walked around the woods with a shotgun in hand but the moment i stepped foot in the woods I knew I'd become an addict. I just no clue how much of one..neither did he...lol.
Every waking hour of everyday is spent thinkin' about huntin', actually huntin', scoutin', makin' plans, or just wishin' I was out in the woods.
Now if I miss a couple weeks I turn into super "bleep".

Best of luck to you and just have patience with her....she'll do great.