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Discussion in 'Hog Hunting' started by djones, Oct 27, 2013.
Yes. I’m not aware of any other state that takes this view on hogs.
I bet you anything, if I see one on my property I'll blast it into oblivion.
I think that getting back and unloading the trailer, then getting it ready to be stored again is almost more hassle than getting it ready to go. Been busier than a Goldfish in a shark tank at lunchtime and will try to get on tonight. We don't have another trip planned until the end of the month when we are going to Silver City, New Mexico for the Blue Grass festival.
My lady claims she has never smoked Blue Grass so guess it's time she tried it!....
Glad to see you made it back with no problems. Site has been dead. Back in NJ now and the boat gets splashed Monday. No more pigs this year but I will update the fishing.
1 of our shooters is gearing up for the North of 49th Knuck Hog hunt now that the snow is darn near gone...
The ones up here are pretty tasty since they've been eating lots of cattle feed... Ha.
-40c tuffens them up... A little bit of time for some green weeds,,, then get nailed down by lead for the freezer...
I'd like to tag along,,, but its planting season time,,, oh well,,, nothing like having the whole winter off the hunt cats and the thick skin Moose and Elk...
With DJ not posting, at least on this site, will take Fish, Fowl or hogs! No problems on the travels, one of these days she wants to see the East coast, so will probably be heading that way next summer. Pretty booked up for travel for the rest of this year.
Still haven't forgiven scrmblr for forgetting the coffee and donuts after I made the effort to stop by! Sigh!..........
BBL, going out to dinner! Then got to get ready for a wedding of some friends tomorrow! Tried to warn him, but he didn't listen and they are getting married anyway! Late 30's and first marriage for both! Why ruin a good relationship by getting married?
Hi Don, will reply after dinner!
I offered to take you two to breakfast!?!? WTH??
Seriously, I enjoy this thread and those that help keep it going. It was really nice to put a name and a face together. I could have talked with Pack for hours if he didn’t have to scoot out of town.
I wouldn’t mind meeting DJ at some point to see if my mental images of a knuckle dragging backwoods hillbilly are true. Of course, I’d have to get caught up on my immunizations. I’ll look him up the next time I’m up his way and hopefully the county lockup allows visitors that day.
All in all it was a great trip and like Scrmblr said, it was good to put a face with the name. And OK I apologize, you did offer to take us to McDonalds for Breakfast and we did have a lot of miles to go that day. In fact didn't get as far as we would have liked and ended up spending the night in Lubbock, instead of Amarillo. The only bad part of the trip happened in Amarillo, and it wasn't really bad, just kind of ticked me off. We were meeting up with some friends and some of my lady's relatives and were invited to go out to a supposed BBQ at one of her cousins house that had married into Oil wells, lots of Agriculture, etc.
When we drove up in the Truck, the Valet or whatever the hell he was that was parking cars kind of looked down his nose at us because we were in Jeans, cowboy boots and driving a year old F-150 Super crew, instead of the Mercedes, Limousines or Beemers that were parked all around. He tried to act like we were trying to crash the party, until Donna came down the steps of what was only slightly smaller than the White House, in D.C. and hugged us both. then his whole attitude changed.
After introductions, it was readily apparent that we were the poor family relations and everyone was surprised we were touring the country in a travel trailer, instead of a Premis (or whatever they are called) 65' Motor home. Her Father-in-law (the one that had made the family fortune) and I hit it off right away and we talked Guns, Fishing and Hog hunting and I wasn't surprised that he knew of an infamous one that sometimes posts on this thread. His son, on the other hand was a pompous A**. The old man whom i'm going to call Walt, apologized to us several times for his son and said that he'd made the mistake of giving the son everything when he was growing up and somehow it transpired that the son acted like he had been the one to make the family fortune, all by himself. Anyway after a meal that would have fed the State of New Mexico for two weeks, it was suggested that the men retire to the veranda for drinks and Cigars. All night long, the son kept kind of needling me about how big the house was, his 6 cars, etc and when we got to the veranda, he made some comment about Donna his wife, and my lady, that PO'd me no end. All evening the son had been passing gas, regardless of where he was without a word being said about it except looks between some of the men. Shortly thereafter, he belched loudly and proclaimed "Got a frog in my throat". Being ready to walk out anyway, I replied "yeah and I think you've got one stuck up your A** and it must have died from the way it's breath smelled". His dad went into convulsive laughter and almost fell out of his chair. most of the other men were laughing too, so I figured i had wore out my welcome, and went looking for my Lady. The ladies made plans to get together the next day, we said our goodbyes, and Walt came out to see us off and gave us a warm sendoff and was still laughing. I really liked the old man.
Anyway, now I know where the Valet or hired flunky parking cars got his attitude.
Anyway enough for tonight, and no Don, didn't forget you, just writing this book on the Hog forum and busy, busy tomorrow. Will get back to you in the near future.
Keep posting! Will take me a while to go back and read all that I haven't read.
Just a short correction. All of the above happened in Amarillo, not Abilene. I corrected it above this morning. All those Texas towns look alike with the road apples all over the place, the dust blowing in your face and the semi-literacy prevalent everywhere!
I have the same problem with the islands in the caribbean!
For those of you that are fortunate enough to still have their Mothers alive, give them a call, go see them or somehow at least acknowledge them. Make them feel special at least one day per year.
For the rest of you Mothers, Happy Mothers day!
Going to the Casino this afternoon. All year long we throw all of our change into a big glass Sparkletts water bottle and then once a year, cash it out at the casino. So far am cashing in $484.50 in quarters, and haven't counted out the Dimes, nickels and pennies. The Casino's locally have coin counting machines and they like to get the extra change. Saves the hassle of wrapping them to return to the bank and gives us an afternoon or evening out.
If you decide to try this, one word of warning. Do NOT try and pick up the bottle after it is full. I had the whole glass bottom fall out of the the first bottle trying to pick it up to move it.
Anyway, have a good day and remember this is Mothers day, make her feel special some how! Even if she is your kids Mother.
What happened to DJs grammar? I'v started reading the first pages of this thread and then DJ knew how to talk.
A combination of alcohol and beaver tranquilizers. The damage is irreversible.