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I'm only a month late with this, but to be honest I didn't think I was going to stay. I've had mixed experiences with forums in the past. Then yall started to make me feel so welcome with all the likes for my AR addiction confessional. Today reading another guy's intro was the icing though.... I found out I'm not the only one not wearing pants. Like Brigham Young said after leading his flock into the Utah Valley... "This is the place" I've met a couple of you from buying/selling stuff here, and some of you might have a sense of what I'm all about from my posts. But for anybody that cares to read it... Here's my BIO:
I didn't use a clever handle, because I didn't know I'd be hanging out here so much.
UPDATE: I use a clever handle now... I'm no longer who I was, but I'm still me.
Anyway I'm a middle age dude.. Married with 2 high school aged kids 1 boy, 1 girl. I'm extremely proud of both of them. Both straight A students, and both hold extremely high moral values. Most importaint both love to shoot, and are well educated in safely handeling firearms. Please excuse me if I brag about them from time to time. I was in a car accident and don't get around as well as i'd like anymore, so I live vicariously through them sometimes. Family is my number one priority.
I was raised in a home that took prepping very seriously. My dad worked at a paper mill, and he and my mom had a side business selling small kitchen appliances and gadgets, and also sold emergency preparedness and food storage supplies. My mom taught several emergency preparedness seminars as well. She was a little over the top with it at times, but I learned a lot from them, and all the survival books that were abundant in the house. I'm not an expert by any means but I try to learn as much as I can.
I a middle child #4 of 6.. I spent the better part of my childhood building forts(shelters) in the woods behind our house with my brothers. We were a wild bunch of boys kinda like those alaskan bush people. Then one day we got cable, and a nintendo. I think because mom was tired of washing the mud off of our clothes all the time. I was in BSA but never worked on merit badges.. I just went for the fun camping and hiking trips. When I was in my early teens my aunt and uncle, whom lived and worked in Rainier, would pick me up and we'd drive 4 hours each way to work on their ranch in Sisters, Or. I spent just about every weekend and spring break over there picking up rocks, clearing juniper and helping with the herd. Once in a while my older brother would come down with his 10/22 and Id watch him shoot ground squirrels by the dozen. Back then it was a cattle ranch... Now it's one of the nicest Dude ranches in the country and I rarely get to stay there. Oregon Dude Ranch Vacations - LHRANCH Dude Ranch Vacations . $4 an hour, 3 square meals of my aunts now world famous cooking, and gaining a strong work ethic was well worth all the hard work. If you ever want to treat your wife to a great bed and breakfast... check it out!
After scratching my way through Highschool... I decided to take a year and be a snowboard bum, so I moved in with my older brother in Salt Lake city, got a night job at Snowbird, and had the time of my life. I'm also a musician I've been in a few Rock and Metal bands(nothing famous) playing drums, or bass guitar.
It wasn't until I moved back to WA, got married and started a family that I started getting into guns and reloading. My wife's dad is a Navy vietnam vet, and he gave me my first real gun.. A Deerfield model 67' 12 gauge shotgun...to protect his daughter. I found a couple old toilets behind the house we were renting, and put a box of bird shot into them. Something about the way the porcelain exploded into dust triggered something inside me, and I became obsessed. First gun I bought was a savage 110 7mm for hunting.. then a marlin 22mag for plinking.. then my first pistol a Ruger GP100..then a 10/22.. and another .357, a Dan Wesson model 15... all within a year of my introduction to firearms.
I had to slow down after we had a couple kids and lost our "disposable" income. 20 years later I found semi auto led slinging bliss in the form of the AR15 and the Glock, and here I am. All my other hobbies like snowboarding, music, fishing, and naked tap dancing have taken a backseat to building ARs, and making food for them and my pistols to spit out all over the range. Nothing better than working up a new load that groups clover leafs at 300 yards out of a gun that you built. At least that's what I'm told. I can get em at 50 sometimes if i'm lucky.
Anyway that's a little about me and why I am. If you read that whole thing, i'm sorry.
I'm only a month late with this, but to be honest I didn't think I was going to stay. I've had mixed experiences with forums in the past. Then yall started to make me feel so welcome with all the likes for my AR addiction confessional. Today reading another guy's intro was the icing though.... I found out I'm not the only one not wearing pants. Like Brigham Young said after leading his flock into the Utah Valley... "This is the place" I've met a couple of you from buying/selling stuff here, and some of you might have a sense of what I'm all about from my posts. But for anybody that cares to read it... Here's my BIO:
I didn't use a clever handle, because I didn't know I'd be hanging out here so much.
UPDATE: I use a clever handle now... I'm no longer who I was, but I'm still me.
Anyway I'm a middle age dude.. Married with 2 high school aged kids 1 boy, 1 girl. I'm extremely proud of both of them. Both straight A students, and both hold extremely high moral values. Most importaint both love to shoot, and are well educated in safely handeling firearms. Please excuse me if I brag about them from time to time. I was in a car accident and don't get around as well as i'd like anymore, so I live vicariously through them sometimes. Family is my number one priority.
I was raised in a home that took prepping very seriously. My dad worked at a paper mill, and he and my mom had a side business selling small kitchen appliances and gadgets, and also sold emergency preparedness and food storage supplies. My mom taught several emergency preparedness seminars as well. She was a little over the top with it at times, but I learned a lot from them, and all the survival books that were abundant in the house. I'm not an expert by any means but I try to learn as much as I can.
I a middle child #4 of 6.. I spent the better part of my childhood building forts(shelters) in the woods behind our house with my brothers. We were a wild bunch of boys kinda like those alaskan bush people. Then one day we got cable, and a nintendo. I think because mom was tired of washing the mud off of our clothes all the time. I was in BSA but never worked on merit badges.. I just went for the fun camping and hiking trips. When I was in my early teens my aunt and uncle, whom lived and worked in Rainier, would pick me up and we'd drive 4 hours each way to work on their ranch in Sisters, Or. I spent just about every weekend and spring break over there picking up rocks, clearing juniper and helping with the herd. Once in a while my older brother would come down with his 10/22 and Id watch him shoot ground squirrels by the dozen. Back then it was a cattle ranch... Now it's one of the nicest Dude ranches in the country and I rarely get to stay there. Oregon Dude Ranch Vacations - LHRANCH Dude Ranch Vacations . $4 an hour, 3 square meals of my aunts now world famous cooking, and gaining a strong work ethic was well worth all the hard work. If you ever want to treat your wife to a great bed and breakfast... check it out!
After scratching my way through Highschool... I decided to take a year and be a snowboard bum, so I moved in with my older brother in Salt Lake city, got a night job at Snowbird, and had the time of my life. I'm also a musician I've been in a few Rock and Metal bands(nothing famous) playing drums, or bass guitar.
It wasn't until I moved back to WA, got married and started a family that I started getting into guns and reloading. My wife's dad is a Navy vietnam vet, and he gave me my first real gun.. A Deerfield model 67' 12 gauge shotgun...to protect his daughter. I found a couple old toilets behind the house we were renting, and put a box of bird shot into them. Something about the way the porcelain exploded into dust triggered something inside me, and I became obsessed. First gun I bought was a savage 110 7mm for hunting.. then a marlin 22mag for plinking.. then my first pistol a Ruger GP100..then a 10/22.. and another .357, a Dan Wesson model 15... all within a year of my introduction to firearms.
I had to slow down after we had a couple kids and lost our "disposable" income. 20 years later I found semi auto led slinging bliss in the form of the AR15 and the Glock, and here I am. All my other hobbies like snowboarding, music, fishing, and naked tap dancing have taken a backseat to building ARs, and making food for them and my pistols to spit out all over the range. Nothing better than working up a new load that groups clover leafs at 300 yards out of a gun that you built. At least that's what I'm told. I can get em at 50 sometimes if i'm lucky.
Anyway that's a little about me and why I am. If you read that whole thing, i'm sorry.
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