I was out on the tractor plowing snow from 10:30 AM till dark at 5:30 PM. While I was out, it snowed another 3 inches and then started raining the last hour.
I came in the door about fifteen pounds heavier than when I went out. My insulated bib coveralls, jacket, and cap were crusted in ice so that I cracked and popped with each movement.
Not 1000 words, but maybe it painted a humorous pic. I thought it was pretty funny. And yes, no place for pussys.
You beat me to it. I love seeing kids introduced to shooting but it breaks my heart seeing them taught to ignore basic safety procedures like the use of eye protection. From their very first shot they should be developing the habits of safe use.
I'll see your missing eye protection, and raise you....
a 12 yr old driving a crappy old truck, with no seat belt, no eye protection, no life jacket, no ear plugs, no rape whistle, no license... and zerofucksgiven.
I'll see your missing eye protection, and raise you....
a 12 yr old driving a crappy old truck, with no seat belt, no eye protection, no life jacket, no ear plugs, no rape whistle, no license... and zerofucksgiven.
Seat belt use is smart... The rest of that list is pretty unnecessary for driving a pickup. Would you send him out in a boat without a life jacket?
I am guilty of the above crimes against children also. I am also guilty of telling my grandboys to not be pussies and do something. They understand. ED K
Just so we can get this thread back on track. Eye and ear protection are of course important while shooting, especially with youngsters. However in this pic he was not shooting the gun, he was just practicing lining up the sights. Note his trigger finger and his glasses setting on the table right there..
He also wears a life jacket while whooping Jaws azz..
Now let's get back to the thread rules before 'flave bans us all....
Do you and your children shoot without eye protection, how about ear protection, that a waste of time as well?
Not to fuel the fire or anything, but I'm curious - when you go deer hunting do you wear safety glasses and hearing protection when out in the woods doing a drive or free-hunting??
I don't.
As to the original pic from ND - when I started driving there wasn't such a thing as 'seat belts'.. To this DAY I hate 'em and wear them only when towing the camper or one of my heavier trailers.. Always figured it was better to drive in such a manner as to not NEED a seat belt.. YMMV
Worse yet - I have almost 50 years on motorcycles w/o a helmet!!!!!!! OHHHHHH, the HORRORRRRRRRRRRRR!
Now back to your regularly scheduled programming..
That hot rod weren't no hunting rig! Pure performance in that baby. 4 banger, manual trans. Not sure why it ran or what year model it was, early 80s I think? Bought it cheap off it's previous owner who said it'd sat by a trailer that burned down. Had to drive with your head out the window, the exhaust coming in through the shifter hole was pretty bad. It was cold one morning my hungover ass was driving it back from a night of drinking in Denali. I didn't have my head out the window enough. Got woken up by the boss man said I owed him $ for the [bleep] I ran over. Denied it vehemently until he showed me the tire tracks leading to the hot rod. oops Lost some brain cells that day I think. But it was skookum on dirt roads and tight corners!
View out the windshield. Heat must've delaminated the glass or something.
Has some funny looking horses too. Ears were bigger for some reason.
Weeny dog in a backpack, bike ride in Itasca state park.
That's one of my all time favorite pics of yours. Also the one where your youngest and Eener are standing lakeside, looking otu over the water pondering the unknown. Sums up my whole childhood in that pic..
That windshield musta become bubbled like that from the extreme heat generated by friction. How could you expect it to hold up to the extreme speed generated?
Weeny dog in a backpack, bike ride in Itasca state park.
That's one of my all time favorite pics of yours. Also the one where your youngest and Eener are standing lakeside, looking otu over the water pondering the unknown. Sums up my whole childhood in that pic..
That little dog has been on some adventures for sure.
That windshield musta become bubbled like that from the extreme heat generated by friction. How could you expect it to hold up to the extreme speed generated?
sheeeeiit it was a rustang! I figured it was built for speed!
Thirty three years ago, Phil Stone, and myself hunting on Mutaroo Station in South Australia...picture taken by Steve (mad) Dodd. We were shearing on Mutaroo station the year after the unionists stormed the place and drove a length of steel through a shearers leg.
Phil was carrying a HK91...and it was the least of what was on hand as we were expecting some trouble.
That was when I tried to drive a handpiece through Jimmy jock-straps groin because he was standing near when I was shearing...I was an evil tempered piece of crap which is why I got sent there...Jim got his moniker as he wandered about the country with a S&W chief model 60 in his pants, or occasionally tucked into a shoulder holster...for those of you that know this land you will recognise that as somewhat unusual.
Certainly made coppers sit up and take notice...Jim could legally carry.
What's the difference between a spear house and an ice fishing hut?
Can you not spear out of your mobile home/ice fishing rig?
You eat those? I'm not even sure what that is, pike,musky,pickerel...
Pike.
I eat em, I happen to really like them, especially out of cold water.
LOTS of meat.
A spear house is also known as a "dark house". There are no windows, you intentionally seal it up really well so light can't get in through the walls or ceiling.
The only light you get is through the spearing hole in the floor. Kind of a glass bottom boat sort of thing. Then you can see the fish come in.
The spear hole is bigger, often times about a 24"x 36", or bigger yet.
You hang a decoy fish down there, often made of wood with little aluminum fins that help the decoy "fly" when you give a jerk on the line to make it look alive. Sometimes we put a live bait fish down there with a weight on it to keep it down in the spear zone. We don't use hooks on the decoy or bait fish.
Usually we like to set up in 6' or shallower. It's kind of nice if you can set up shallow enough to throw the spear and be able to hold the fish against the lake bottom until it's done thrashing.
Ice fishing houses (angling) use smaller holes to fish through the ice. Typically 6" on up to 10" with an 8" hole sort of being the more popular for this area.
With the way they are building these new insulated portable ice fishing shelters these days, it is possible to spear inside a portable house, they are dark enough and big enough.
My son's spear house was sort of an exercise in tradition, right down to the wood burning stove. You really don't see that any more, the wood stoves were popular in ice fishing shacks when I was a kid, now it's all propane.
I remember seeing some of those ice fishing decoys for the first time on Antique Road show a long time ago. Never knew such a thing existed.
When I win the Lottery, I'm coming up there for lessons...
10-4, come on up.
Here's a look from the inside of one of the new style portable fishing shelters. They are much like a pop up hunting blind but typically heavier poles and fabric.
You can see how they could lend themselves useful for the whole glass bottom boat effect and spearing. Just need a different hole.
I have a friend who loves pike too. He fillets them and fries them.
Lots of spearing up here on the Hi Line.
Northern Dave, how do you like to fix pike?
There is an old lady up here that will pickle them if you bring them to her. Cheese, crackers beer and pickled pike is great!
I like to bake or fry.
The kids kind of grew up on baked pike and it's made some sort of an impression on them because that is usually how they request that I cook it.
I'll do a light coating of "fry'n magic" or similar, then I'll usually wrap in foil with a little black pepper, lemon and a few pads of butter placed on top of the fillets. It flakes apart really nice, stiff texture to the meat on these pike. Sometimes I remove the Y bones, sometimes not. Depends on who I'm cooking for, some folks is too "towny" to deal with fish bones.
I'm not going to totally pee on the pickled pike idea, because I've ate a lot of it and you are correct, it is an awesome pickling meat.
But... just an FYI, pike is host to a specific parasite that some cold process pickling efforts does NOT kill, and it can be dangerous.
A hot process or freezing hard for like 48 hours prior to pickling, is key to killing the parasites.
Bringing a moose out in my pards argo. About on the verge of being sketchy. The next year the water was about 10" higher. Didn't work out so well. Having fun anyways!
My 10 yr old would shoot every day if he could, or better put if I could afford it! Getting spendy now that he likes shooting .44 special rounds out of my Mdl 29.
Back in my day the farm was situated between the 2 Harvestores. We did everything manually and milked with a pipeline.
Now that the stupid kids took it over, everything between and including the 2 Harvestores is feed storage. Everything to the right is fully automated. Every cow has a wireless link. Two people are working half as hard and producing 600-percent more than ten of us did in the late 70's.
Been together 6 years great, drama free years...Decided there weeks ago to make it official ...Got it done at home with a foot of snow falling this past Saturday...A perfect day !!!
I'll see your missing eye protection, and raise you....
a 12 yr old driving a crappy old truck, with no seat belt, no eye protection, no life jacket, no ear plugs, no rape whistle, no license... and zerofucksgiven.
Been together 6 years great, drama free years...Decided there weeks ago to make it official ...Got it done at home with a foot of snow falling this past Saturday...A perfect day !!!
A family of six. That oughta get the safety boys in an uproar. Note: I was riding a motorcycle wearing a helmet when I took this with my cellphone. So there.
Pop's heading to Korea. He left there with a Bronze Star and a Purple Heart. Still kicking coming on 87 this June. The sweetest guy one could meet, to a point. I was stunned when he was tested as we worked together in my early years after college.
A NE BC bush meal full dressed with Cheese Whiz and ketchup over moose tenderloin. He was the wrangler... Every meal, Stone sheep tenderloin, mountain goat tenderloin and elk tenderloin were buried.
Ed, that photo is fantastic! I love all the old snow suits, knit mittens, scarfs! Haha! The moms used to put scarfs on us kids all the time when we were little if we played out in the snow. That's really high quality for a 1962 photo.
Thanks, Dave. I found this picture, along with a bunch of others from the 50's & 60's, in my Mom's stuff after she died last New Years Day.
My Dad was always a great photographer and had the very best 35mm camera he could afford.
The .22 rifle Mom is holding is now in my oldest grandson's care.
I'll see your missing eye protection, and raise you....
a 12 yr old driving a crappy old truck, with no seat belt, no eye protection, no life jacket, no ear plugs, no rape whistle, no license... and zerofucksgiven.
Kent... I thought you thinned out the knife collection.🤔
Hey, that is thinned out, I got rid of about 30 or so... except I've got some more oddballs in another box. Those are just the Dexters, Green rivers, Foster Bros and Carbon Chicago cutlery.
Thanks guys, he was a piece of work for sure. We were dry land cotton farmers and sold a few catfish to locals in town. When I first heard some talking head on TV mention "Zero Tolerance" I had to laugh. That old man invented zero tolerance!
I love Dexters. Have a bunch from when my Grampie owned a meat shop.
Would you be willing to sell any of your collection?
Dave
Most of those knives were from old butcher shops.
The Dexters have great lines and I've used them quite a bit in the past. But have gravitated to the Foster Bros on the left as go to, that cleaver is a beast.
Let me think about it, I've given my nephew a full set to butcher with. Not looking to sell but I guess I should start looking for someone that would appreciate them.
Depending on how many you want possibly you have an old 22 to trade, or money towards, that my grandchildren could use.
The second one from the left is my old family fillet knife and not available.
They are the best kitchen knives ever made. I love sharpening up three or four after whacking a deer and butchering away. I got a Winchester 77 that I'd swap for some.
The day I rolled through Montana and made it great Get to Whitehorse Yukon Territory for this beer! The dogs approve of this thread chocolate lab is bocephus the yellow lab is keg
They are the best kitchen knives ever made. I love sharpening up three or four after whacking a deer and butchering away. I got a Winchester 77 that I'd swap for some.
They are the best kitchen knives ever made. I love sharpening up three or four after whacking a deer and butchering away. I got a Winchester 77 that I'd swap for some.
The day I rolled through Montana and made it great Get to Whitehorse Yukon Territory for this beer! The dogs approve of this thread chocolate lab is bocephus the yellow lab is keg
It is one of four that I have from a maker named Mike Williams. He is an ABS master smith. His blades are forged.
That one he calls the flea hill walnut. It came from a walnut tree that was in his back yard when he moved to his current location. Seems the place was on a hill and infested with fleas.
Here are three more of Mikes knives that are what he calls "leaf pattern" damascus.
The scales are from the tusk of a walrus cow.
Another leaf pattern damscus, with amber dyed stag scales
and the capstone to the trifecta, a "quillon" dagger, leaf pattern damascus blade and forged handle. I made the sheath. I call the combo "kiss of the dragon.
It is one of four that I have from a maker named Mike Williams. He is an ABS master smith. His blades are forged.
That one he calls the flea hill walnut. It came from a walnut tree that was in his back yard when he moved to his current location. Seems the place was on a hill and infested with fleas.
Here are three more of Mikes knives that are what he calls "leaf pattern" damascus.
The scales are from the tusk of a walrus cow.
Another leaf pattern damscus, with amber dyed stag scales
and the capstone to the trifecta, a "quillon" dagger, leaf pattern damascus blade and forged handle. I made the sheath. I call the combo "kiss of the dragon.
ya!
GWB
I love those knives GWB! Not much makes me smile like a well built blade. Here is on of mine from Mike Conner there in Texas. Stabilized Giraffe scales with CPM154 SS for the blade.
I love those knives GWB! Not much makes me smile like a well built blade. Here is on of mine from Mike Conner there in Texas. Stabilized Giraffe scales with CPM154 SS for the blade.
Sweet!
I'm a big time fan of giraffe bone scales on knives.
IYAM, it takes a real PAIR to drive one of these animals.. Yikes!
Lee, you are absolutely right. What the tractors have morphed into....the driver is just along for the ride. Here is mine circa 1976. They have come a long way!
Denali Wrangell-st Elias view from the Alphabets in unit 13 Keg lake
Moosecamp we use is not much short of Keg Lake and we often run over to the lake to fish for grayling and/or look for caribou.
This past yr we camped on the shoreline of keg lake usually we try to get where the big Argo camp is set up.. we used to camp on trappers knob but more and more folks are coming in so we pushed further back and that's helped with pressure. Their was a couple camp between trappers knob and keg lake this past yr. The one group broke transmission on their 6x6 I guess..
Moosecamp we use is not much short of Keg Lake and we often run over to the lake to fish for grayling and/or look for caribou.
This past yr we camped on the shoreline of keg lake usually we try to get where the big Argo camp is set up.. we used to camp on trappers knob but more and more folks are coming in so we pushed further back and that's helped with pressure. Their was a couple camp between trappers knob and keg lake this past yr. The one group broke transmission on their 6x6 I guess..
We helped the guy with the broken transmission a bit... they pulled us out the year before when we got stuck, up on the very top of the pass. They have been going in there for quite a few years, but not as many as we have. They are from Soldotna.
Also pulled a 4x4 side-by-side with tracks... what a couple goofballs! You likely saw it as it stayed there a long time after we got it out...
We went 4 for 4 from our camp, 3 for 4 last year...
“I’m in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection. But with Montana it is love. And it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it.”......... John Steinbeck
Yellostone is on the left, Electric Peak (as the locals called it) is in the Foreground
I'm a lifelong Texan, but I can relate!
“Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans” ......... John Steinbeck
I'm still trying to figure out what a KgFreeHunt zone picture is but I've realized there are some seriously bad dudes on the Campfire, starting with Aalf and Sand Billy!
That river was pretty crazy. Those size of those two fish were the norm. Lots of sea run dollies in there also that were feeding on fry. Killer dry fly and nymph fishing under the midnight sun!
You get Eulachon there too? We aren't allowed to catch them but sometimes get them from our native friends. Tasty fried
I've dipped for them at a couple different places. The Susitna River gets a run that is unbelievable. A 3-4' wide black line for miles running upriver. You could fill a boat in minutes. I don't care for them that much but I have some Asian friends that dig them. My kids like them cooked on a stick over the fire. I think we are allowed a 5 gallon bucket per person a day. I never need that many though.
You get Eulachon there too? We aren't allowed to catch them but sometimes get them from our native friends. Tasty fried
I've dipped for them at a couple different places. The Susitna River gets a run that is unbelievable. A 3-4' wide black line for miles running upriver. You could fill a boat in minutes. I don't care for them that much but I have some Asian friends that dig them. My kids like them cooked on a stick over the fire. I think we are allowed a 5 gallon bucket per person a day. I never need that many though.
We get them in the Nass and Skeena here but in March, looks like you are a fair bit later in the spring. I wish we were allowed to net our own here
You get Eulachon there too? We aren't allowed to catch them but sometimes get them from our native friends. Tasty fried
I've dipped for them at a couple different places. The Susitna River gets a run that is unbelievable. A 3-4' wide black line for miles running upriver. You could fill a boat in minutes. I don't care for them that much but I have some Asian friends that dig them. My kids like them cooked on a stick over the fire. I think we are allowed a 5 gallon bucket per person a day. I never need that many though.
We get them in the Nass and Skeena here but in March, looks like you are a fair bit later in the spring. I wish we were allowed to net our own here
They show up in late April/early May usually. It's a good time to fish for halibut from the beach down Cook inlet. Lot's of them caught in the shallows from shore near the south beach of Kasilof.
It's not so bad once you get the fish off the other hook.
I used to see 3-4 of these every day on weekends when I worked in cottage country in WI.
I hate trebles. One time as I was trying to remove one, the kid (old enough to behave himself, but a puzzy) screamed and jerked away, and in so doing he impaled MY hand on one of the trebles on the back of the plug... so I had to get myself off the hook before I could get HIM off HIS hook. Pizzed me off somethin' fierce. Since then, I cut off every damn hook on a plug before I attempt to remove the damn thing.
Thanks. IIRC those were "Johnny Eagle" rifles. Mine came with a matching Colt SAA and a plastic gun rack with "Buffalo Horns" where you could display both guns. There might have been a knife too. The guns shot fake cartridges and made a sound when you "fired" them. Wish I still had mine, but they were not long-lived.
It's not so bad once you get the fish off the other hook.
I used to see 3-4 of these every day on weekends when I worked in cottage country in WI.
I hate trebles. One time as I was trying to remove one, the kid (old enough to behave himself, but a puzzy) screamed and jerked away, and in so doing he impaled MY hand on one of the trebles on the back of the plug... so I had to get myself off the hook before I could get HIM off HIS hook. Pizzed me off somethin' fierce. Since then, I cut off every damn hook on a plug before I attempt to remove the damn thing.
I hear ya doc.
Try taking a barbed treble out of a @king spooky ass German Shepherd's mouth at 2am, woke from a dead sleep with horrible freak the hell out animal noises... only to find your wife's newly acquired beast has gotten into the fishing equipment out in the garage.
Just like you said, I cut all hooks that were not already impaled into flesh before I began working.
He had 2 of 3 hooks on a treble in his upper lip from the inside, the 3rd was exposed to the inside of his mouth and he was trying really hard to snag his tongue on that one.
That large dog lip flesh is very tough and rubbery, anyone that's fleshed the hide off the skull on a coyote, wolf or bear can kind of get the picture.
I cut the 2 penetrated hook ends free from the treble center stem. Then I had what looked like 2 body piercing rings. They had to be pushed through and pulled from the outside of his face, but the sharp curve at the cut ends of the hook where hard to draw through the 1/4" thick rubbery, slobbery flesh attached to huge teeth.
I got it, the dog is fine, but to this day he will not come to me. Won't let me pet him, won't let me give him a doggy treat, he's terrified of me.
So I say, that old tale of the grateful lion with the thorn in the paw... (Androcles and the Lion)
Seems like I saw an old Browning "humpback" a few pix back
My dad was not a hunter. Don't remember him ever owning a rifle. I did go with him once to buy a shotgun. IIRC it was 1958. He bought a Browning "Sweet Sixteen". I would have been 7 at the time. I think he first let me shoot it when I was around 11 years old. Grew up shooting that shotgun.
I LOVE this pic!!!! What's the back story on it? Anybody?
Was sent to me by a friend with this caption underneath.
"Standing over one of her many trophy mule deer, subsistence-and-sport huntress “Gusty” Wallihan appears every inch the frontier matron with her dressy bonnet, Prairie-pattern cartridge belt, floral-embroidered gauntlets, hunting knife, and Remington-Hepburn rifle. 1895"
Ladies league, sure nuff I hear exclamations from the tee box, a whiz goes by and golf ball hits my nephew. I'm laughing and he asks if I threw a ball at him. I pointed to the ladies and asked how hard it could hurt, hit by a lady, he started laughing, ladies hightailed it. Sometimes I miss working full-time in construction and the shenanigans.
A friend of my brother-in-law was out on the Chesapeake Bay and saw this guy swimming, so he thought he would save it. Not sure what happened when they got to shore.
Last pic of my grandfather, 1969. This is the last coon he ever caught, after a lifetime of trapping. His " white buffalo". He is my age, in this pic. Strange feeling.
This is really a terrific photo. Caption too, Ackley.
He could be the 8th Dwarf, "Rednecky", or "Deplorable Dwarf"
When we left the store I had just bought him that BP beanie and had put it on him all perfect with the BP logo in the front got him all fastened in and as I was getting in the truck I looked back and he had readjusted it and had this big grin on his face...I laugh everytime I look at that pic!
This is really a terrific photo. Caption too, Ackley.
He could be the 8th Dwarf, "Rednecky", or "Deplorable Dwarf"
When we left the store I had just bought him that BP beanie and had put it on him all perfect with the BP logo in the front got him all fastened in and as I was getting in the truck I looked back and he had readjusted it and had this big grin on his face...I laugh everytime I look at that pic!
Yes, Laffin here too.
Already creating chaos, ill pray he doesnt cause you too much later on.
Ricky Bob is not a "heater n' beater". I stand to be corrected, but to my knowledge this is the first, if not the only Damascus steel knife Rick has made.
Dad was dying, but was adamant about visiting,.... They flew up, I met em' in their hotel in Calgary, and they toughed out a not so bad trip down to the main ranch HQ, and than had a ball on the 10 mile 4 x 4 slog remaining to get to my line camp. Wet year, so our feet were wet fording. I'd gotten the old shack all squared away for em', and set up a tent camp for myself,....Dad's "special diet" pretty much went out the window over the week they were there, Moose, Elk, and Venison, REAL whipped cream and such.
Lotta' grass that year, it really put a shine on the stock, and Mom and Dad LOVED the evening thunderstorms Mom, Chili, and a somewhat sizeable Newf It had been a lot of years since Dad and I visited, it was good to see him
good place for peace and quiet, the shooting bench a good place for coffee and snacks, you can see the 100 yard target down range.
Yup, 1982 was a good year, but the heavy rains saw me late moving the salt licks,...and directly there was salt enough out, I had to haul a jag of bluestone to seed the mud around em'. That was a close run thing,...it worked, and we only treated 5-6 for footrot.
Yup, 1982 was a good year, but the heavy rains saw me late moving the salt licks,...and directly there was salt enough out, I had to haul a jag of bluestone to seed the mud around em'. That was a close run thing,...it worked, and we only treated 5-6 for footrot.
Timber Creek country! I don't know it from those years, but from '72-'74 or so... fished the creek a fair bit in the late 80's again. Great country.
I scratch my head how we never crossed paths all those years, Greg. Perhaps we did, and just didn't know it. If not in the Hills, at least in the Exshaw Legion!!!
fished the creek a fair bit in the late 80's again. Great country.
Along with alla' our other shennanigans, we were trapping suckers like there was no tomorrow,trying to hold em' down,...dunno' how that played out, but have a feeling that the GREAT fishing in Willow Creek and its tribs had pretty much playing out, as did the fantastic moose hunting. Glad I saw her, before she went.
Lotta' grass that year, it really put a shine on the stock, and Mom and Dad LOVED the evening thunderstorms Mom, Chili, and a somewhat sizeable Newf It had been a lot of years since Dad and I visited, it was good to see him
good place for peace and quiet, the shooting bench a good place for coffee and snacks, you can see the 100 yard target down range.
That's a huge dog, I thought it was a cow at first lol.
Sorry to hear that didn't work out, Don... but I gotta say that in my experience, barrel racers ain't the most dependable gals.
One of 'em taught me a little song that she said was the barrel-racin' gals' universal love song. It goes to the tune of the "Bonanza" theme, and it goes like this:
Get it up Get it in Get me off Don't mess my hair-do
One of 'em taught me a little song that she said was the barrel-racin' gals' universal love song. It goes to the tune of the "Bonanza" theme, and it goes like this:
Get it up Get it in Get me off Don't mess my hair-do
Yours truly back in my skinny days with my son, a dead pheasant, and Brit The Mighty Pheasant Dog. Brit trailed that bird for a good mile through tall grass and Milo before it finally flushed. Right beside the truck, in the parking lot, after I'd broke open my SXS and pocketed the shells. Fumbled one shell into the chamber, closed the gun as I brought it up, and killed the bastidge. One of the most satisfying hunts I can remember.
Dead fish...
Dead animals with awesome stud-muffin hunter...
YoungestRocket with her first pheasants & sundry dogs...
YoungestRocket again, with her first Chinook, taken on a fly in the Kewanee River.
Riley loved hunting, more'n any dog I ever had. And he hated posing for pictures. Damn, I miss that dog.
One of 'em taught me a little song that she said was the barrel-racin' gals' universal love song. It goes to the tune of the "Bonanza" theme, and it goes like this:
Get it up Get it in Get me off Don't mess my hair-do
One of 'em taught me a little song that she said was the barrel-racin' gals' universal love song. It goes to the tune of the "Bonanza" theme, and it goes like this:
Get it up Get it in Get me off Don't mess my hair-do
Doc; Top of the morning to you sir, I hope the weather's better in your part of the world than it is up here in the cold, cold, cold.
Anyway sir, I'm really enjoying the thread and wanted to say a general thanks to all as well as good morning to you.
Been doing this for more than two decades now for my rancher friend.
Not sure how that one got so small - anyway we now shave the hair first and apply a topical Aloe Vera gel afterward - which seems to help heal up quicker and make the day a tad better for them.
I've always had a keen interest in hunting and firearms.
Good morning Dwayne! This pic is priceless! Clearly your young self was a tad mistrustful that the yodel-dog was actually, truly demised...
edited to add... I love the pics of your kids, Dwayne. Watching them grow up seems to take so long, until it's done, and then you wonder where the time went!
My grandfather, was a Lieutenant (pronounced LEFTenant) in the Machine Gun Corps in the Great War:
Here he is, seated, with his brother Percy. Both men survived the war, in a regiment that suffered 80%+ casualties. My grandfather was wounded twice.
I have my grandfather's collection of medals, which is currently in the shop getting framed. Here's a pic of his service revolver, which resides in my gunsafe and takes an occasional trip to the range...
Shot with an acceptable choice of rifle, too, I noticed just now... what caliber?
Thank you, Sir!
Doc, that's a real minty 99DL in .243 Winchester.
Killed many good bucks with it, and my last bull elk with it.
Sadly, a few short years ago, I was having heart trouble, and convinced I wasn't long for this world. I gave that rifle to my brother... Then had my heart procedure and ended up not dying.
At least it's still in the family and used as well as appreciated.
My grandfather, was a Lieutenant (pronounced LEFTenant) in the Machine Gun Corps in the Great War:
Here he is, seated, with his brother Percy. Both men survived the war, in a regiment that suffered 80%+ casualties. My grandfather was wounded twice.
I have my grandfather's collection of medals, which is currently in the shop getting framed. Here's a pic of his service revolver, which resides in my gunsafe and takes an occasional trip to the range...
Doc; Thanks for the reply sir.
The fact that you've got the medals and his service revolver is beyond cool.
Like I said to Don who has the under sheriff's revolver, those type of tangible links to our past - especially as gun folk - are priceless.
The fact that you've got the medals and his service revolver is beyond cool.
Like I said to Don who has the under sheriff's revolver, those type of tangible links to our past - especially as gun folk - are priceless.
Thanks again and have a good one Doc.
Dwayne
There's quite a story behind my acquisition of his revolver. Short version is that my dad gave it to me about 20 years ago, at which time it was a rusted hulk. His ex-wife had left it on top of the water softener wrapped in a wet rag... she "hates guns".
I took it to a gunsmith I knew well, a retired USMC armorer, who tore it down and discovered the rust was all on the external surface. Last time it was cleaned, in the early 60's (shortly after the last time it was shot), the owner (Dad), who was/is a graduate engineer and should know better, swabbed the bore and cylinders with 30 weight oil, which is what he happened to have right there at the time. Which basically dried and formed a hard caramelized rust-proof coating on the bore and cylinders, as well as most of the action parts (he drizzled oil down the hammer, he seems to recall...).
Sometimes the doofus thing is the best thing. Just sayin'...
Anyways, my gunsmith buddy, Mike, picked up the ol' Webley and started crooning to it, "You ol' pig, you!" and proceeded to work. He stripped it down, bead-blasted all the parts, then hot blued it. Then decided that didn't look right, so he stripped it down again, bead blasted it back to the white again, and parkerized it. Which he decided "looked right" to him.
Took him the better part of 3 weeks. Then refused to let me pay more than the cost of the Brownell's Parkerizing Kit, because of the gun's provenance.
I loaded up some handloads using cut-down 45 Colt brass and a Lee .452 RNFP bullet, which shoots pretty decently.
Doc, that old pic shows you used to be handsome. What happened?
KRP, did any of those hound men ever hunt with Ben Lilly that you know of?
Mornin' jag,....do you have a copy of this book ?
Very cool.
Ken Howell gifted me that book,...I had Lilly's .35 WCF here, torn down for a thorough cleaning and service at the time, IIRC. I'll have to check, I think it's pictured in the book.
Ben Lilly was NUTS.
edited to add, ....that gun was lettered and accompanied by a crapload of docs,....the fella' that acquired it, and brought it here provided the train for the re-make of "the Lone Ranger" what I'm getting at is Lilly didn't drop it off himself.
I have a copy of that book around here somewheres. I bought it used on Amazon. If you believe half the stuff that Lilly claims he did in that book, he was a freakin' Superman.
Am I recognizing the eye cup on that Marlin's Lyman sight ?
GTC
close, but no the eye cup went on a Stevens 44 .25-20 - which still need development work on the rifle. The rifle pictured is a Winchester 1907, in .351SL, and the sight came on it.
Hopefully I can hire some people and get loose to visit AZ & give you a couple more projects
DocRocket, I had a liver and white springer myself. Chance was his name and the best pheasant dog I ever owned. He was death on ducks also. There was never any water to cold for him to take a swim in. Thanks for the memories.
DocRocket, I had a liver and white springer myself. Chance was his name and the best pheasant dog I ever owned. He was death on ducks also. There was never any water to cold for him to take a swim in. Thanks for the memories.
My first gun dog was a Springer....neither one of us knew what we were doing but we sure had fun learning...
G, the Carhartt beanie on your straw hat is awesome!
Roger, magnificent beard. You're a beautiful man.
lol shaved when i started the new job, figured they were going to tell me to anyways. show up for the first well and everyone has a beard. growing it back now.
G, the Carhartt beanie on your straw hat is awesome!
Roger, magnificent beard. You're a beautiful man.
lol shaved when i started the new job, figured they were going to tell me to anyways. show up for the first well and everyone has a beard. growing it back now.
X2 on GW's cold weather package!!!
STX, How many times did you get to fish with Jerry Garcia?
Doc, that old pic shows you used to be handsome. What happened?
KRP, did any of those hound men ever hunt with Ben Lilly that you know of?
Mornin' jag,....do you have a copy of this book ?
Don't know, I'm sure they heard of each other as they were about the same age. My GGF died from a horse wreck out hunting lion in Smith Canyon west of skull valley, 1915. Lilly was in eastern Az and hadn't been there to long at that time.
My paternal family was in the country Lilly was in, Clifton, Safford, Silver City. They probably knew him but were rancher/farmer/miners.
My GGF Joe Archambeau and his partner Joe Drew were very proficient dog men. They were famous here and When Teddy Roosevelt was president, he asked them to hunt with him on Judge Wheelers ranch in California.
I'm lucky in that I've found many newspaper articles about my GGF and Drew, some pictures in Prescott's museum.
had this one on camera 2 years ago with a chunk missing out of his back; i assumed he had expired after he didnt show last year....now he's been coming to one particular feeder every few days, always at night...never a daytime photo.
Paddlefish. They are actually reintroducing them to Lake Erie. Ancient, cartilaginous, filter feeder. Usually, they are snagged. I think you can smoke them and eat them. Not sure if the roe is good for caviar, or not.
had this one on camera 2 years ago with a chunk missing out of his back; i assumed he had expired after he didnt show last year....now he's been coming to one particular feeder every few days, always at night...never a daytime photo.
It seems a though he learned his lesson not to show up during day light.
Roger, I forgot you made rods. How much for a 12' or 13' surf rod? Is it one piece or two?
the components run any where from 200-300 depending on the blank, guides and reel seat. those fuji three foot guides haven't been made in yrs, it took me a while to find them on the net and they weren't cheap. i've never really built one for someone else, they can be bought at Roys bait and tackle here custom made. they can run anywhere from the 300s to over 500 depending on the wrap, some are a lot more complicated and time consuming. they're one piece since their over 9 ft their expensive to send ups usps etc.
Paddlefish. They are actually reintroducing them to Lake Erie. Ancient, cartilaginous, filter feeder. Usually, they are snagged. I think you can smoke them and eat them. Not sure if the roe is good for caviar, or not.
Yes, the roe makes fantastic caviar. The Russian Mob poaches them out of the lakes along the OK/AR line and sells it as Beluga Sturgeon Caviar.
I've eaten paddlefish caviar twice and both times absolutely loved it.
From the Amon Carter Museum/Ft. Worth, I took these about 2.5 years ago:
I love the Amon Carter! Any lover of western art who comes to DFW should make a point of going there to see the amazing collection.
BTW, I bought a paint-on-canvas reproduction of the above painting after I saw it "live" at the Amon Carter a few years ago. I know that some Chinese artist in a sweatshop in Beijing was probably forced by poverty to paint it for pennies, but I love it anyway and hardly ever feel guilty for buying it.
[/quote]the components run any where from 200-300 depending on the blank, guides and reel seat. those fuji three foot guides haven't been made in yrs, it took me a while to find them on the net and they weren't cheap. i've never really built one for someone else, they can be bought at Roys bait and tackle here custom made. they can run anywhere from the 300s to over 500 depending on the wrap, some are a lot more complicated and time consuming. they're one piece since their over 9 ft their expensive to send ups usps etc.
Thanks, I was just wondering. I'll stick with my $150.00 models that I get from the local tackle shop or Cabella's. They get pretty beat up throwing them in and out of the truck.
Paddlefish. They are actually reintroducing them to Lake Erie. Ancient, cartilaginous, filter feeder. Usually, they are snagged. I think you can smoke them and eat them. Not sure if the roe is good for caviar, or not.
had boar bend 3/4 rebar that was sticking out of the ground 4 inches, bent it almost 90 degree and broke 3/16th stainless cable.
they make deer stops for them.
The breaking strength on 3/16" SS cable is around 3700lbs. How do you figure a hog wound up exerting that much pressure on the snare? Rolling around and twisting the cable up in a knot? I'd like to know, I've seen similar things happen with large beaver caught in snares that should have held the beaver and more. Trapped animals sometimes seem to do the impossible.
I'd use it more here, but there's more deer than hogs wanting in them.
It's Kind like setting out trot lines for catfish.
The hogs mainly move just before dark thirty and at night. I usually set out 8 to a dozen snares. I put them at holes in the fences where they travel to the spin cast feeders and loop them around a good sized juniper.
We'll hunt in the morning, come in and have breakfast then go run the snares.
Its a rush to ride up to a big ol' boar on the atv.
many times you'll catch them around the chest, hindquarters or hind leg. By time you get there they will be pissed. We'll ride up with either a shotgun or pistol drawn. A 150-200 lb. boar, charging, hitting the end of a 1/8" cable and sunfishing with all four legs in the air will definitely get your blood up!
Paddlefish. They are actually reintroducing them to Lake Erie. Ancient, cartilaginous, filter feeder. Usually, they are snagged. I think you can smoke them and eat them. Not sure if the roe is good for caviar, or not.
had boar bend 3/4 rebar that was sticking out of the ground 4 inches, bent it almost 90 degree and broke 3/16th stainless cable.
they make deer stops for them.
The breaking strength on 3/16" SS cable is around 3700lbs. How do you figure a hog wound up exerting that much pressure on the snare? Rolling around and twisting the cable up in a knot? I'd like to know, I've seen similar things happen with large beaver caught in snares that should have held the beaver and more. Trapped animals sometimes seem to do the impossible.
have no idea, i'm pretty sure it was one of two black boars i'd seen crossing there, both were easily over 400# and always traveled together. it tore up everything in a circle around where the snare was set, some small mesquite trees as well
from today, was able to scratch out our limits on a cloudy windy day... need fish for the Tonto event in a month, couple more trips and I'll have enough. Big ones will start showing up in a couple weeks. Nothing like having a whole lake to yourself.
Could they be used as a coyote dog? Not running them down but for decoys?
Absolutely.....a friend over in WY has a younger sister to my dog that he trained up for decoying....he spent Sept here hunting Wolves so I talked him into doing some Coyote hunting the last day he was here.... I'd never hunted with a decoy dog but holly crap....what a thrilling way to hunt....
Here's a pic of both dogs....first time they'd met but they acted like they were raised together...
Here's the parents....unfortunately the owner doesn't do this breeding any more but if you're interested PM me and I'll point you you to a great Cur Breeder over in NW Nevada....
had boar bend 3/4 rebar that was sticking out of the ground 4 inches, bent it almost 90 degree and broke 3/16th stainless cable.
they make deer stops for them.
Roger, I had one break 1/8 cable last year and it didnt twist it. Only saw one set of deep tracks... appeared as if the hog reached the end of the cable, dug in hard, and the cable pulled into. New cable...
Winchester Reproduction in 20 Gauge, had a tremendous amount of Cast Off when I got it and being a lefty I was really bummed. Almost sent it down the road until I found out about a guy in MA. that is a master at bending stocks. It is one of my favorites now.
I'm sitting on the beach one day. A 16 year old kid comes driving up in Mommy's new Jeep. He's got a car load of chicks. Too lazy to take the air out of his tires, so he's running the schit out of it and getting stuck along the way. He parks next to me and smoke starts coming out from under the hood. I start digging for my fire extinguisher. I tell him to pop the hood. He says he doesn't know how. So I tell my son to get it. He reaches in and pops the hood and runs around front to open it. Right then, flames shoot out of the engine compartment. He jumps back and says, "I'm out!". That's when I abandoned ship and moved my truck.
An hour later, you wouldn't have known anything happened.
My brother and I about 7 years ago. I'm the pretty one on the right. This is the first pic that made me think I was one of the old guys! 190 pounds, with a 700 bench, in this pic. 174 and about 500 now...
Winchester Reproduction in 20 Gauge, had a tremendous amount of Cast Off when I got it and being a lefty I was really bummed. Almost sent it down the road until I found out about a guy in MA. that is a master at bending stocks. It is one of my favorites now.
I'm sitting on the beach one day. A 16 year old kid comes driving up in Mommy's new Jeep. He's got a car load of chicks. Too lazy to take the air out of his tires, so he's running the schit out of it and getting stuck along the way. He parks next to me and smoke starts coming out from under the hood. I start digging for my fire extinguisher. I tell him to pop the hood. He says he doesn't know how. So I tell my son to get it. He reaches in and pops the hood and runs around front to open it. Right then, flames shoot out of the engine compartment. He jumps back and says, "I'm out!". That's when I abandoned ship and moved my truck.
An hour later, you wouldn't have known anything happened.
I'm sitting on the beach one day. A 16 year old kid comes driving up in Mommy's new Jeep. He's got a car load of chicks. Too lazy to take the air out of his tires, so he's running the schit out of it and getting stuck along the way. He parks next to me and smoke starts coming out from under the hood. I start digging for my fire extinguisher. I tell him to pop the hood. He says he doesn't know how. So I tell my son to get it. He reaches in and pops the hood and runs around front to open it. Right then, flames shoot out of the engine compartment. He jumps back and says, "I'm out!". That's when I abandoned ship and moved my truck.
An hour later, you wouldn't have known anything happened.
Hah! Gotta love Jeep/Dodge!
These are two of my 2005 Freightliners (Daimler Chrysler products) in 2013. It happened in the middle of night. They think the boom truck had an electrical problem and got the ball rolling.
The boom truck looked just like this one. The flatbed was only one number from it on the VIN.
This has been an excellent thread - the variety and flavor of these photos - which show a lot of history, memories and personalities. I feel fortunate to have lived in the beautiful US Southwest, but was born/raised in the industrial east on the Delaware River. Quite a contrast to the wonderful western US.
The OP started with a photo of where he worked as a kid. As a kid, I worked in a Sun Oil refinery and a Scott Paper manufacturing plant, as pictured below. Sunoco Refinery 1950s
Scott Paper Factory
But got some learning done, married a fabulous girl, raised a bunch of daughters, and eventually got to where we live.
Geedubya, at first glance that last picture appeared to violate the title of this thread! I've never hunted hogs or butchered them, do you keep the nuts for frying?
Geedubya, at first glance that last picture appeared to violate the title of this thread! I've never hunted hogs or butchered them, do you keep the nuts for frying?
nah'
I just cut em' loose and throw em over my left shoulder for good luck!
be sure and get your's with the stampede loop. Comes in handy if you're haulin azz down the trail on a horse or ATV, and it flies off your noggin. The loop is adjustable under your chin and you won't have to go back and pick it up!
be sure and get your's with the stampede loop. Comes in handy if you're haulin azz down the trail on a horse or ATV, and it flies off your noggin. The loop is adjustable under your chin and you won't have to go back and pick it up!
Winchester Reproduction in 20 Gauge, had a tremendous amount of Cast Off when I got it and being a lefty I was really bummed. Almost sent it down the road until I found out about a guy in MA. that is a master at bending stocks. It is one of my favorites now.
After months of saving paper route money, my first purchase...Remington Nylon 66...first woodchuck in 1969... fast forward 41 years later...still use it today however can't quite see the iron sites the way I used to
Bolt action 410, don't still have that but my 22 was a old model 15 stevens I still have, I remember my dad buying it and another at a swap meet for 5 bucks each.
Killed hundreds of rabbits, brother and I would take turns driving the tractor through the orange groves, leaning on the fender and shooting running rabbits from a bouncy tire... and seldom missing.
I feel sorry for kids now days and what they miss.
And yes, it just occurred to me they they were not wearing safety glasses.
Fail on my part. I was not taught that way, and never think about it.
Next time.
That's okay... I think the other guy noticed this was a Kghunt Free Zone, and left the room.
Only time I would make my kids wear the safety glasses is if we were shooting metal targets, or another place where direct ricochets were an actual risk.
From a life-time ago, before I went broke the first time!
Lost most of my old pix in two different floods.
Happened to find these a while back in an old sales folder I carried when I went to see folks...............
top picture was taken so long ago I still had hair on my head aka "what hasn' turned gray, turned loose". Must have been cutting a piece of 24" or so pipe for a job!
Did steel fab, custom bolting assemblies and could thread and bend 4140 round bar to 4" diameter. Worked with lathes, saws, OBI presses, benders grinders, screw machines. Did it for over 10 years and managed to escape with all my limbs, fingers and toes still attached.
Sent anchor bolts and bolting assemblies all over the world.
Geedubya, at first glance that last picture appeared to violate the title of this thread! I've never hunted hogs or butchered them, do you keep the nuts for frying?
nah'
I just cut em' loose and throw em over my left shoulder for good luck!
ya!
GWB
That last pic of the knives second knife Tell about that one, like to find one just like it. Love that drop point.
No offense, but that one ol boy looks like he's trying to convince the bear to suck his dick.
That would be tough, because I don't think she has one. That couple had balls of steel. Stood there like statues while the bear wandered around them and then sat down and enjoyed the sun for a few.
That last pic of the knives second knife Tell about that one, like to find one just like it. Love that drop point.
If those are the two, TK Steingass an ABA Master Smith made that set. IIRC the steel is 154CPM and the scales are presentation desert Ironwood.
He is an active maker and posts knives for sale quite often on BladeForums. That is where I found this set. He can also be contacted by e-mail via his website.
I have been fortunate enough to acquire several of his knives.
My first, which I took in trade, and piqued my interest in his knives.
This Alaskan Clay Skinner, which he said was first "Clay Skinner" he made.
and this set of RW Lovesless "lamb" repros!
he is currently making a "Blue Bayou" which can be seen on his website. He told me he has a "killer" set of died giraffe bone scales that will work well with the blue tempered blade.
That last pic of the knives second knife Tell about that one, like to find one just like it. Love that drop point.
If those are the two, TK Steingass an ABA Master Smith made that set. IIRC the steel is 154CPM and the scales are presentation desert Ironwood.
He is an active maker and posts knives for sale quite often on BladeForums. That is where I found this set. He can also be contacted by e-mail via his website.
I have been fortunate enough to acquire several of his knives.
My first, which I took in trade, and piqued my interest in his knives.
This Alaskan Clay Skinner, which he said was first "Clay Skinner" he made.
and this set of RW Lovesless "lamb" repros!
he is currently making a "Blue Bayou" which can be seen on his website. He told me he has a "killer" set of died giraffe bone scales that will work well with the blue tempered blade.
Winchester Reproduction in 20 Gauge, had a tremendous amount of Cast Off when I got it and being a lefty I was really bummed. Almost sent it down the road until I found out about a guy in MA. that is a master at bending stocks. It is one of my favorites now.
Beauty shotgun! Were they done by Miroku?
No, it was an independent plant from what I understand that gave up the ghost when they landed an automotive contract.
My then 11 month old son on a dove hunt. Me and the boy with a decent bucket mouth we caught on a PopR while I was holding him and working the plug. Driving Great Grandad's Ford Workmaster.
19lb gobbler with a 10" beard we went and gathered up for Thanksgiving one evening. We didn't shoot the dinosaur but he had to come with us on the hunt.
Driving the loader at Dad's work Momma with her first channel cat Bait! Hunting ditch parrots in SD is no place for sissies when it's 3deg out. And blowing sleet.
Frosty whiskers in the bird fields of the frozen north. Double automaticed some cocks, yes 7 1/2s work as do 2s, 4s, 5s, and 6s. Bundled up hunting a Christmas tree at the farm.
Driving the loader at Dad's work Momma with her first channel cat Bait! Hunting ditch parrots in SD is no place for sissies when it's 3deg out. And blowing sleet.
Gave up on AK ?? That's too bad you will be missed
Snuck a shot of my dad while we were welding end plates on some beams at work. Lots of iron in a 60' chunk of 12"x 54# a foot beam. Root, fill, and cap Unlucky coyote caught a 120 Sierra from my 7TCU.
Driving the loader at Dad's work Momma with her first channel cat Bait! Hunting ditch parrots in SD is no place for sissies when it's 3deg out. And blowing sleet.
Gave up on AK ?? That's too bad you will be missed
10 years was enough for me and 20 was plenty for the wife. We had lots of good times and great adventures but decided it was time to get to somewhere a little cheaper to live and a little closer to family. Left lots of great friends that we miss but we'll be back to visit.
Yep back in SWOK Working in a metal fab shop building mining equipment right now Kinda waiting on the whole ITAR mess to level out to see about gunsmithing a little part time. I needed a break from it anyway.
Driving the loader at Dad's work Momma with her first channel cat Bait! Hunting ditch parrots in SD is no place for sissies when it's 3deg out. And blowing sleet.
Gave up on AK ?? That's too bad you will be missed
10 years was enough for me and 20 was plenty for the wife. We had lots of good times and great adventures but decided it was time to get to somewhere a little cheaper to live and a little closer to family. Left lots of great friends that we miss but we'll be back to visit.
I hear you I told my wife when I get me a big brown bear then we can leave.. cause god knows I will never be able to afford to hunt one as a non resident.. Then we will probably call Idaho home..
Thanks. He is our first and due to reasons beyond our control he'll probably be our only child. He is the happiest, easiest, and most fun kid in the world. He's always happy, eats anything, and learns stuff like I can't believe. Great plus to moving is that he gets to grow up within a mile of my folks, my Dad's brothers, my grandparents, and two aunts. Farm is 4mi east of town and the ranch is 9 miles west so he'll have room to roam too.
I don't know how I got by all those years without him now.
IIRC this was either late August or early September. When I left camp, it was around 6:30 PM. It was 106 degrees F, when I rode out, so I dressed accordingly. I made my first set and called in 3 greys in about 10 minutes. Shot 3 and one dropped in the middle of prickly pear cactus and catclaw. No thanks. I grabbed these two. I'm surprised they didn't wind me as I don't think I'd bathed in 3 or 4 days and prolly smelled like carrion.
Maybe they just didn't notice me in my "old white guy" cammo.
IIRC this was either late August or early September. When I left camp, it was around 6:30 PM. It was 106 degrees F, when I rode out, so I dressed accordingly. I made my first set and called in 3 greys in about 10 minutes. Shot 3 and one dropped in the middle of prickly pear cactus and catclaw. No thanks. I grabbed these two. I'm surprised they didn't wind me as I don't think I'd bathed in 3 or 4 days and prolly smelled like carrion.
Maybe they just didn't notice me in my "old white guy" cammo.
Me and the new bride a week ago Saturday in the middle of a snow storm at our home after 6 happy, painless, fun years together....Definitely better the second time around !!!
Me and the new bride a week ago Saturday in the middle of a snow storm at our home after 6 happy, painless, fun years together....Definitely better the second time around !!!
Me and the new bride a week ago Saturday in the middle of a snow storm at our home after 6 happy, painless, fun years together....Definitely better the second time around !!!
I'd like to say it is the gutpile from a huge Roosevelt bull elk but reality is that is unknown fresh intestines washed up on the beach at Lincoln City, OR. I'd guess whale but don't know what gutted it. That is a ball cap for size reference.
G, the Carhartt beanie on your straw hat is awesome!
Roger, magnificent beard. You're a beautiful man.
lol shaved when i started the new job, figured they were going to tell me to anyways. show up for the first well and everyone has a beard. growing it back now.
X2 on GW's cold weather package!!!
STX, How many times did you get to fish with Jerry Garcia?
lol my hair was short there use to be down to my waist till i was 45.
My first deer(s), there are no pictures or racks, the oldtimers just threw the heads to the dogs and let them drag'm off, I remember some narly headed kaibab racks they didn't give a hoot about... Anyway my first buck was my biggest muley... he was good eats and chitted out fine.
First pictured buck, spined him and he screamed like a woman.
My first Toller loved the ditch chickens as much as ducking!
Agreed the two older Tollers seem to like upland a bit more than a duck shoot --- by the level of excitement when the shotgun comes out and they get loaded in the truck.
In Tejas, the following is a sure-fire way to secure funds for buying firearms. Just find an intersection and get with the program
Two Mexicans are stuck in the desert after crossing into the United States , wandering aimlessly and starving. They are about to just lie down and wait for death, when all of a sudden Luis says......... "Hey Pepe, do you smell what I smell. Ees bacon, I theenk."
"Si, Luis, eet sure smells like bacon. " With renewed hope they struggle up the next sand dune, & there, in the distance, is a tree loaded with bacon.
There's raw bacon, there's fried bacon, back bacon, double smoked bacon ... Every imaginable kind of cured pork.
"Pepe, Pepe, we ees saved. Ees a bacon tree."
"Luis, maybe ees a meerage? We ees in the desert don't forget."
"Pepe, since when deed you ever hear of a meerage that smell like bacon...ees no meerage, ees a bacon tree."
And with that, Luis staggers towards the tree. He gets to within 5 metres, Pepe crawling close behind, when suddenly a machine gun opens up, and Luis drops like a wet sock. Mortally wounded, he warns Pepe with his dying breath,
"Pepe... Go back man, you was right, ees not a bacon tree!"
I did not realize the BHO Presidential Library was being built in Texas. It appears to be a two room deal. I went to the club and realized it was finished. I did not get to take the tour.
She lived around my house for a couple of years. You didn't see her much with the rest of the herd. She got hit by a car one winter when we had a lot of snow cover. She was too camouflaged I guess.
Crappy pis but this a little Sow Witt owl (about the size of a beer can) that set up house keeping right above one of my trap sites last winter...A cool little critter and not people shy in the least...every day he's be there to greet me and break up the boredom of checking empty traps....
That was my second 30+ inch muley. Over the years i have passed on many 26-29 inch 4x5 muleys wanting them to be bigger next year. This was too big at nearly 33 to let walk. [img:center]http:// [/img]
My tall, lanky blue heeler. She is a Turella, only a couple of generations removed from Turella kennels in Australia. Most other Turella's I've seen are of typical proportions though. Looks to me like a recessive dingo gene surfaced.
My son and Jules, my third perfect bird dog, which I raised and trained from a puppy and died a few years ago.
Then, Jules and DaI with a big west Texas muley. See, i do kill deer with a 22-250. I had to see an emergency to see Sat am and canceled my deer hunt as i couldnt get there until noon.Left the 270 at home and went quail and coyote hunting instead. 34 in neck iirc.
That was my second 30+ inch muley. Over the years i have passed on many 26-29 inch 4x5 muleys wanting them to be bigger next year. This was too big at nearly 33 to let walk. [img:center]http:// [/img]
I don't blame you.............especially when he's standing in your carport.
My son and his buddy Josh with the deer i put Josh on. He was one of 3 buds of my son who i taught to shoot, hunt, fish, drive a car or truck, and a boat. Ones dad was too sorry, ones dad was a dr and too busy, ones dad was a self absorbed [bleep].
I guess they were feeling sad over the deer they cleaned, skinned and sawed the head off of at deer camp.
Blue Indigos were released in the south Texas oilfields to reduce the rattler population. Rattlers are attracted to the smell of oil or gas or at times the heat given off by oil field steel. Here's a pic of one doing its job on a 4.5 foot rattler.
Fun project. 40 years ago my Dad (a lifelong model airplane guy) had friends who were the importers of these engines from England. Dad ended up with one this last year from a model airplane swap. The new radials are much lighter and more powerful so he gave to me.
This is the exhaust collector ring. It was painted black and a whole lot of JB Weld (so it's not just for redneck gunsmithing! ) Paint stripper and some dremel and file and sandpaper looking better.
And the engine. I plan to build a nice stand and put it in my office. Maybe pull one of the valve covers off so you can see the valves move when you spin the prop.
So, I'll try to upload some picks of the excellent zipline tour we did in Puerto Vallarta.
Off the ship & loaded into a 30 person zodiac for the 25 minute blast across the ocean.
Loaded into 2 Mercedes Unimog (ex army) trucks for 20 minute drive up to base camp. Geared up, rode donkeys to top of mountain & start of ziplining course.
Fuggin excellent day !! Tequila, home cooked corn chips & salsa while trying to sell photo packages !
Blue Indigos were released in the south Texas oilfields to reduce the rattler population. Rattlers are attracted to the smell of oil or gas or at times the heat given off by oil field steel. Here's a pic of one doing its job on a 4.5 foot rattler.
Well, there is photographic proof of Republican snakes. Good work!
So, I'll try to upload some picks of the excellent zipline tour we did in Puerto Vallarta.
Off the ship & loaded into a 30 person zodiac for the 25 minute blast across the ocean.
Loaded into 2 Mercedes Unimog (ex army) trucks for 20 minute drive up to base camp. Geared up, rode donkeys to top of mountain & start of ziplining course.
Fuggin excellent day !! Tequila, home cooked corn chips & salsa while trying to sell photo packages !
That looks a lot like what we do at fire school in July. LOL. Y'all had fun!
Not having fondled one before I took delivery on the first one I was wondering if the diminutive size and weight would make them feel like a toy. I made the mistake of getting the fat part of my palm between my thumb and index finger caught when I closed the action. They lock up like a vault. A snapping turtle ain't got nuthin' on these dudes.
They break down and pack easy.
I prefer the Recknagel twist mounts on the K1 to the Blazer style saddle mounts on the K3. However both return to zero every time they are re-mounted
I usually go in heavy,
but broken down, it will go in the tour pack if going in light!
Nice bucks. You must have a pretty generous bag limit. That's some handy dandy little sleds you have there. So I guess you guys don't gut them in the woods, you take them home and clean them?
Hey Stone, that is on our 600 acres. We have a cabin and a cleaning shed. we bring all deer back to the camp and weight them on the hoof. We have a 2 wheel Gut bucket that can hold 2 deers guts. We have a gut dump about 80 yards from the camp, the guts don't stay there long.
The sleds were bought either on Amazon or Northern Tools and we altered the connection to take a 2 inch ball on the back of our bikes. We only use bikes to recover deer. We have a very quiet 4 wheel drive truck we use to drop off and pick up hunters.
Hey Stone, that is on our 600 acres. We have a cabin and a cleaning shed. we bring all deer back to the camp and weight them on the hoof. We have a 2 wheel Gut bucket that can hold 2 deers guts. We have a gut dump about 80 yards from the camp, the guts don't stay there long.
The sleds were bought either on Amazon or Northern Tools and we altered the connection to take a 2 inch ball on the back of our bikes. We only use bikes to recover deer. We have a very quiet 4 wheel drive truck we use to drop off and pick up hunters.
It seems like every place is different. I know in Delaware a lot of people do the hang'em and gut'em method.
Hey Stone, that is on our 600 acres. We have a cabin and a cleaning shed. we bring all deer back to the camp and weight them on the hoof. We have a 2 wheel Gut bucket that can hold 2 deers guts. We have a gut dump about 80 yards from the camp, the guts don't stay there long.
The sleds were bought either on Amazon or Northern Tools and we altered the connection to take a 2 inch ball on the back of our bikes. We only use bikes to recover deer. We have a very quiet 4 wheel drive truck we use to drop off and pick up hunters.
Are the deers there mannerly enough to jump in the sleds before you choot them? I know the [bleep] here would make you drag them onto the sled after they were dead. [bleep] deers.
Hey Stone, that is on our 600 acres. We have a cabin and a cleaning shed. we bring all deer back to the camp and weight them on the hoof. We have a 2 wheel Gut bucket that can hold 2 deers guts. We have a gut dump about 80 yards from the camp, the guts don't stay there long.
The sleds were bought either on Amazon or Northern Tools and we altered the connection to take a 2 inch ball on the back of our bikes. We only use bikes to recover deer. We have a very quiet 4 wheel drive truck we use to drop off and pick up hunters.
Are the deers there mannerly enough to jump in the sleds before you choot them? I know the [bleep] here would make you drag them onto the sled after they were dead. [bleep] deers.
NO! those SOB's we can't get them into the sled on thier own, neither before or after we shoot them! Then when we get to the skinning shed, they just lay there, can't get um to get up and go lay down in the shed!!! LMAO
Hey Stone, that is on our 600 acres. We have a cabin and a cleaning shed. we bring all deer back to the camp and weight them on the hoof. We have a 2 wheel Gut bucket that can hold 2 deers guts. We have a gut dump about 80 yards from the camp, the guts don't stay there long.
The sleds were bought either on Amazon or Northern Tools and we altered the connection to take a 2 inch ball on the back of our bikes. We only use bikes to recover deer. We have a very quiet 4 wheel drive truck we use to drop off and pick up hunters.
Are the deers there mannerly enough to jump in the sleds before you choot them? I know the [bleep] here would make you drag them onto the sled after they were dead. [bleep] deers.
NO! those SOB's we can't get them into the sled on thier own, neither before or after we shoot them! Then when we get to the skinning shed, they just lay there, can't get um to get up and go lay down in the shed!!! LMAO
Exactly. At first look, those sleds are pretty slick, but they are the result of the damned deer not trotting up and putting their necks in the noose to be gutted. If they'd do that, the expense of the sled wouldn't be necessary. Deer are some sorry mofos when you think about it.
13 feet and 600 pound dinosaur. Stuck him with a manual harpoon and fought him for 2 hours before getting a good shot in the skull. Took 3 shots to stun him. 5 to kill him. They just don't know how to die.
13 feet and 600 pound dinosaur. Stuck him with a manual harpoon and fought him for 2 hours before getting a good shot in the skull. Took 3 shots to stun him. 5 to kill him. They just don't know how to die.
Outstanding dinosaur! Do you get to keep the hide & meat?
Ed
Had the hide tanned and the head mounted with jaw open - Sorta like in that one picture with me holding his jaw open. Got about 85 pounds of meat that I mostly gave away. It happened in 2010 and I remember the whole thing like it just happened this morning. Like I said, we fought this joker for 2 hours. In a 16 foot jon boat!
13 feet and 600 pound dinosaur. Stuck him with a manual harpoon and fought him for 2 hours before getting a good shot in the skull. Took 3 shots to stun him. 5 to kill him. They just don't know how to die.
Not having fondled one before I took delivery on the first one I was wondering if the diminutive size and weight would make them feel like a toy. I made the mistake of getting the fat part of my palm between my thumb and index finger caught when I closed the action. They lock up like a vault. A snapping turtle ain't got nuthin' on these dudes.
They break down and pack easy.
I prefer the Recknagel twist mounts on the K1 to the Blazer style saddle mounts on the K3. However both return to zero every time they are re-mounted
I usually go in heavy,
but broken down, it will go in the tour pack if going in light!
ya!
GWB
Absolutely beautiful. They're art. Thanks for the response and additional pics. Now I can keep drooling
Fella that owned this passed away last year. It butts up to my property. I hope his two daughters, grandkids or somebody will keep it up. Hope it might come up for sale! He built this as his get away. He actually lived a couple miles down the road. An absolute slice of heaven! No running water (inside) and non electric...
My 10 yr old passed his hunter safety program yesterday. He was pretty happy. I gave him a little rough rider for plinking as a gift for completing the course.
A NE BC bush meal full dressed with Cheese Whiz and ketchup over moose tenderloin. He was the wrangler... Every meal, Stone sheep tenderloin, mountain goat tenderloin and elk tenderloin were buried.
Anything over moose tenderloin should be a felony...
I'm sitting on the beach one day. A 16 year old kid comes driving up in Mommy's new Jeep. He's got a car load of chicks. Too lazy to take the air out of his tires, so he's running the schit out of it and getting stuck along the way. He parks next to me and smoke starts coming out from under the hood. I start digging for my fire extinguisher. I tell him to pop the hood. He says he doesn't know how. So I tell my son to get it. He reaches in and pops the hood and runs around front to open it. Right then, flames shoot out of the engine compartment. He jumps back and says, "I'm out!". That's when I abandoned ship and moved my truck.
An hour later, you wouldn't have known anything happened.
Well at least between the fire firefighters they had enough PPE.. LOL.
Those decoys don't look like the run-of-the-mill plastic decoys!
Did you carve them? Nice looking from what I can see!
John
Thanks John! I had a guy in New Jersey carve them for me out of cedar. They are hollow. I put my old dog in the goose so he can still hunt with me every day.