ss7mm
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Old pictures if anyone\'s interested
I don't know how many of you might be interested in old pictures relating to hunting but if you are, then here's some I finally got scanned in. Sorry about the quality, but back then we didn't even know what digital was.
For those of you that still have your dad with you, count your blessings as mine's been gone for quite a long time. Spend all the time you can with him, because some day he won't be around any more. It's usually about this time of the year, just before, and during, hunting season, that I start missing him and it seems the worst at this time every year.
This is a picture of a little bull my day took a loooong time back. That's dad in the middle behind his big 6 point and that's my uncle on the left, dad's right side, with the smaller bull he took. They simply had some free time, took the old farm truck and went hunting. Dad wasn't a trophy hunter and only shot the big bull because it was the first one he had a decent shot at. He'd have been just as happy with a cow or spike.
This is a black and white phote of the same guys and bulls. The fella on the right, dad's left, was a friend of the family.
This is a picture of yours truly with dad's elk from the above photos. I wonder why I like to hunt elk so much??? /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif Seems like I got an early start. This is an old old photo that's laminated and it's in my wallet every day of my life.
This is me in hunting camp at 22 years of age. Still have the same hair cut today as back then.
This was my first loading/work bench back when I was 18 years old.
This is a shot of my first lathe I had at 19 years old. Sure wish I still had it. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif
This is a little 6.5x55 that I'd sporterized and the buck I shot with it at 16 years old. Again, sure wish I still had that gun.
If any of you have any old pictures I sure like to see them. Like I said, this time of the year seems to make things like this seem a little more important. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif It's kinda neat to look back at the old stuff and compare it to the current ways and rack the old brain remembering what it used to be like. After hunting season the old thought process will kinda get back to normal, but then again about next September, the old man and his big bull will creep back into my thoughts and it'll be time to go hunting again. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/crazy.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif
I don't know how many of you might be interested in old pictures relating to hunting but if you are, then here's some I finally got scanned in. Sorry about the quality, but back then we didn't even know what digital was.
For those of you that still have your dad with you, count your blessings as mine's been gone for quite a long time. Spend all the time you can with him, because some day he won't be around any more. It's usually about this time of the year, just before, and during, hunting season, that I start missing him and it seems the worst at this time every year.
This is a picture of a little bull my day took a loooong time back. That's dad in the middle behind his big 6 point and that's my uncle on the left, dad's right side, with the smaller bull he took. They simply had some free time, took the old farm truck and went hunting. Dad wasn't a trophy hunter and only shot the big bull because it was the first one he had a decent shot at. He'd have been just as happy with a cow or spike.
This is a black and white phote of the same guys and bulls. The fella on the right, dad's left, was a friend of the family.
This is a picture of yours truly with dad's elk from the above photos. I wonder why I like to hunt elk so much??? /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif Seems like I got an early start. This is an old old photo that's laminated and it's in my wallet every day of my life.
This is me in hunting camp at 22 years of age. Still have the same hair cut today as back then.
This was my first loading/work bench back when I was 18 years old.
This is a shot of my first lathe I had at 19 years old. Sure wish I still had it. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif
This is a little 6.5x55 that I'd sporterized and the buck I shot with it at 16 years old. Again, sure wish I still had that gun.
If any of you have any old pictures I sure like to see them. Like I said, this time of the year seems to make things like this seem a little more important. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif It's kinda neat to look back at the old stuff and compare it to the current ways and rack the old brain remembering what it used to be like. After hunting season the old thought process will kinda get back to normal, but then again about next September, the old man and his big bull will creep back into my thoughts and it'll be time to go hunting again. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/crazy.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif