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NEF slug gun!



AKA, the spot remover!






Hill Country Wind Chimes
















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GWB

Geedubya, how high are some of those "stands"?

They look like towers to me.

I really like this pic. Beautiful!

twofish

Thanks. I was headed down the South Kaibab at 5 o'clock in the morning by moonlight.

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The Bleeding Table, the mysterious dude, and a Knight & Hale turkey call???

Great pic Gee.

Wondering how many ancestors of the past took refuge from the sun under that rock over the last few millenia?

Fishing the Ural River.



Boating the Chobe River.



Buzzing around in Hwange.

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.

Escorts getting gas (to be fair, the VF-41 Tomcat has a TARPS pod so we were escorting them too on photo recon.



Theodore Roosevelt 1991



Wet 1 low level route western Saudia Arabia



Me at about 12 in a replica of the Ben Epps pusher.

For the dog lovers

Typically 15' to 17' eye height


GWB

Reminds me of a pup I had!

Reminds me of tears running down my cheeks. Ouch!

I wonder the same kinda stuff when I'm there.

Speaking of food...........





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!"



"Luis, Luis MI amigo... What ees it? "



"Pepe.. Ees not a bacon tree. Ees



Ees



Ees



Ees



Ees a ham bush...."



JAPPFT,


GWB

My honey holes in the hills of Virginny...