Opening day was always a huge social event when I was a kid. We would have about 25 guys out to the ranch and do a big barbecue. Back in those days we used to dry farm oats and flax and we had a lot of deer. Started when I was 9 with my own rifle sitting in the back of grandpa's truck. Left California when I was 65 so that would be 56 minus one for my Dad's funeral.
Last edited by Blacktailer; 08/23/23.
