A persistant young hunter - 04/22/13
Finally, after 9 PM Saturday evening, my older son finally connected with and bagged himself a seal he could call his. He killed his first two years ago while shooting a 7mm-08 with 139 GMXs. That seal left enough "forensic evidence" around the hole in the ice top prove that he was dead before did the spaghetti noodle slide into the dark water. He never forgot that. This time, after many empty efforts - and a great deal of patience, especially for a young fellow who has nearly zero of that, he finally managed to poke one 53 Grain XLC, then a second, each with the distinct solid 'whap', into the adult male. Upon closer approach he added a third when he realized the animal was still capable of some willful movement.
Finally, after bring it in late in the evening, he insisted that he would take care of business.
So he skinned the animal with only minimal assistance. Twelve years has gone fast, but I am ever proud of my "little" boy.