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Always carry a knife and fork, salt and pepper.I've packed a deer out of a deep ravine and will not make that mistake again.
The jokes on her…. I had a vasectomy, so let's hit it, and then go hunting (or enduro riding) every month for the next year!
But when that old timer gets his Chevy Tracker stuck with one front tire over the edge of a steep bank, held in place by the tree to keep it from sliding over the hill, remember that you too are over 60 and shouldn't be trying to push a Tracker back onto the road because you might just hurt your back. Don't worry about the fact the old timer is on heart medication. Go ahead and just spend a cool night in February 2024 in said Tracker, then in the morning walk the six miles down to a Forest Service road where you might possibly flag down another vehicle. That six-mile hike is a lot more miserable with a bad back, and getting out of bed for the next week or two will bring its own form of torture. Seems like a lot of bother just to check some game cameras and maybe pick up a shed or two. All hypothetical of course.Always hunt with an old timer. Old timers tell better stories and bring finer whiskey.
Chevy tracker? You mean like those old small Suzuki/geo rigs?But when that old timer gets his Chevy Tracker stuck with one front tire over the edge of a steep bank, held in place by the tree to keep it from sliding over the hill, remember that you too are over 60 and shouldn't be trying to push a Tracker back onto the road because you might just hurt your back. Don't worry about the fact the old timer is on heart medication. Go ahead and just spend a cool night in February 2024 in said Tracker, then in the morning walk the six miles down to a Forest Service road where you might possibly flag down another vehicle. That six-mile hike is a lot more miserable with a bad back, and getting out of bed for the next week or two will bring its own form of torture. Seems like a lot of bother just to check some game cameras and maybe pick up a shed or two. All hypothetical of course.
"Thanks" by the way to Ryan from Lowell for the ride to the Oakridge DQ. And to the stout lads from Oakridge that helped by bucking a huge tree out of the road and winching the Tracker back to solid ground a couple of days later. A reminder that there are still a lot of good folks out and about in the mountains, despite a few stories you might hear to the contrary.
If it wasn't small, I wouldn't have been foolish enough to even try. When I was younger (in my 50's) he drove a lifted Subaru Loyale. A couple of times a year I would shove him off of a high center in the snow, or out of a ditch. I learned my lesson the other day. Use your brain not your back. I'm doing much better now, but probably won't be pulling my bow back or swinging a golf club for another week or two.Chevy tracker? You mean like those old small Suzuki/geo rigs?
I loved those old subysIf it wasn't small, I wouldn't have been foolish enough to even try. When I was younger (in my 50's) he drove a lifted Subaru Loyale. A couple of times a year I would shove him off of a high center in the snow, or out of a ditch. I learned my lesson the other day. Use your brain not your back. I'm doing much better now, but probably won't be pulling my bow back or swinging a golf club for another week or two.
This the best advice of all.Spend time glassing where you'll be hunting, get to know the land and habits of what you're hunting. Every time I've failed to do this my hunting trip was nothing more than a long walk in the woods with my gun.
Most people are at least middle-aged before they can afford to drink fine whiskey let alone bring enough to share with youngsters who are used to cheap rotgut and want to drink a single-malt scotch like it's soda pop. Or--oh the horror--mix it with water!!! (Shudder.) More than a drop or two to bring out the aroma.Always hunt with an old timer. Old timers tell better stories and bring finer whiskey.
Oh, I LOVE a good single malt scotch. Just a little bit in my glass, neat, and I'm a very happy man.Most people are at least middle-aged before they can afford to drink fine whiskey let alone bring enough to share with youngsters who are used to cheap rotgut and want to drink a single-malt scotch like it's soda pop. Or--oh the horror--mix it with water!!! (Shudder.) More than a drop or two to bring out the aroma.