My son, and, likely your boy, as well, will participate in my hobbies. But, they are not “driven” for lack of a better term, as I was at a similar age. Chris discovered what works best for him, had a very good first season as a high school junior in his schools trap league (lettered on the varsity squad in one season) and really doesn’t seek anything more. He reluctantly eats a bit of meat, has never killed anything, and will tag along for a hunt with the dog and I if nothing else is going on. Fishing? Not really interested.
It is going to be hard to sell him most of the things I loved my whole life. I’d guess most of his private Catholic school friends are interested at an even lower level.
I’ve tried. He knows what a SBE is, knows how it operates, (hell, he owns his Grandpas version) and understands clearly the differences between it and an 1100, and an A5. Has near zero interest in the doubles. He grabs the painted Mossberg 12 he begged me to shoot, steps up to the line, and, more often than not runs 25 straight. After two rounds or so, he is thinking about his buddies, or, his mountain bike, and the gun gets put away.
He is so different than I was. Not a good thing, not a bad thing, just a thing.
Best,
Ted
