It's time for a break from politics. Time for a diversion.
Camp characters. Everyone's got at least one. Ours was Hillbilly Bob. Bob was a "local" who visited all the camps in the area. Good guy. Quiet, and absolutely terrified of women. 'Kept an eye on all the camps for everyone. We used to go over to the neighbors camp for spaghetti dinner on the afternoon before the opener. Typical deer camp stuff. A few bottles of adult beverages, some card playing, and a lot of lying about the big buck.
And then there were the skin flicks, or as the neighbor boys called them "training films." Ol' Bob always showed up for the training films. He'd sit there watching the girls do their thing, and then silently get up and leave. We had a female game warden up there at that time and we'd always say Ol' Bob was going to make a "service call" at Hilga's office.....
Another one that comes to mind was the old timer who lived down at the bottom of our hill. He didn't hunt much anymore, but always stayed outside doing chores on the opener just in case one came by. He'd be raking leaves, burning brush, and doing whatever else needed attended to. I can't tell you how many deer he killed down there with his old 32-20 while tending a smokey fire, wandering all over his little corner of heaven, and making lots of noise. 'Seemed like most years he filled his tag right from the fire ring.
Last edited by gophergunner; 01/21/17.
