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Yeah,20 years ago,now you look like......

20 years ago I looked like Nick Nolte.

I have matured and even gotten more handsomer...

I didn't know a big beer belly was the sign of maturity

Its also a sign of prosperity.


Its all good.

If your prosperous, should send that dime raise back to Social Sec folks, maybe they would send it to me, who didn't get one this year. Apparently I have not been a steller retiree.

All of those shows are on the air to sell you something, I guess they figured they could not sell you a campfire. miles

Yeah! We always get the ones with the little candy rat turds on em!

Dang, I couldn't gag that stuff down when I was 10 (long ago and far away).

Now Hostess cupcakes and Twinkies are another matter! Used to try Snoballs periodically, but they never got any better; a classic example of looking better than they taste. Now, they all taste like crap, thanks to NAFTA, I suppose.

That is good to know, when can I expect the prosperity to kick in for me?

They are an acquired taste!

This is serious stuff......I mean it. Keeps me up nights.

Shooting sticks are OK when you need them but I don't generally carry them since I walk part of the day and sit a little so they are a PITA. I cut one from a sapling if I need it when taking a stand. Besides I have a shooting sling.

I borrowed Skanes sticks in Kansas but that was deliberate stand hunting;and littered the countryside leaving his shooting sticks behind last year...just not used to using them I guess.

I have rarely in my whole life seen anything that ruins the lines of an otherwise good looking custom rifle than a gear shifter bolt handle. They don't even seem all that functional,and look like a huge tumor on the side of a Brazilian Super Model.Incredibly ugly.

For a proper bolt handle look at a Kimber, M70, or Dakota M76.

And how did we have friends and cultivate meaningful relationships before al gore invented the internet?

probably never see this on a hunting show...

Assuming you're not stationary, Manzella soft-shell w/windstopper. They'll fend a little moisture, allow you to "feel" a ~2# trigger, and have enough dexterity to allow a quick reload of 20ga shells into either a repeater or break action.

I hate camo, but I do love the newer fast-dry or never-wet materials. I like Merino wool, silk weight synthetics, windstopper, and soft quiet fleece.

The ever-present LRF has made me better at judging range without it. I also no longer use a "top of the back" hold on every critter and shoot over most of them.

Musta been one of the new smokeless campfires...

Nah, love at first bite for me

Need your eyes checked.

Here is an eye test for you,how many fingers am I holding up?

I think stuff like this happens every generation.

Remember when they said cartridge rifles were a fad? Or smokeless powder would never catch on? (Or even catch fire?) Give me a powder horn and a canteen full of really warm, swampy tasting, warm water. In a sheep skin. Whose contents were really warm...

I too, have noticed the switch to camo and backpacks. More animals are wearing this stuff. I think they've been watching the hunting shows. There is also the possibility that the anti-hunting crowd have been dressing them.

That said, some of these changes aren't as new as you think. Whether it's camo or plaid, big game has been adapting for years. This is something that happened to me. In this case, the deer were dressing like hunters.

I won't bore you with the whole story.
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The Deer Wore Plaid!
Copyright 2005 - Stephen Redgwell

At the lodge, we have a trophy wall where members hang pictures of their hunting trips. Most photos are run of the mill poses of grinning guys with a deer, a bear or a moose. It’s standard stuff, but there are a few unusual items. My favourite is the deer with the plaid shirt and cap on.

The picture was taken a few years ago when my best friend Kerry Chaplin and I were on our annual deer hunt. That trip was one of the worst ever! The weather was horrible and we had nothing but bad luck from beginning to end.

Every year, we leave Stumpville and go south for a few weeks of fun chasing whitetails. We live in a small trailer, cook outside and swap lies around the campfire. For thirty years, the first few in a tent, the two of us filled our tags and rounded out the larder with a moose later in the season. One particular year was very different though. That was the year the deer wore plaid...
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Jerry