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November 8, 2012
Well, not for me this weekend anyway…
Headed up to the Big D for a birthday celebration, and then turning around Monday to head back up to Spokane for the week. No hunting. No skinning. No lead ban news. Maybe I’ll find time to do some sort of update next week.
I hate that this is only my second post of the week, and it’s pretty insubstantial. But there ya go. At least if anyone wonders where I’ve gone, now you’ll know.
Well, I guess it’s time to update this bio just a touch since I’ve now evacuated California and made a new home down in the Texas Hill Country (the southern part, not the fancy part). Besides that, most of the info here is still accurate.
I can’t really remember a time in my life when I wasn’t hunting or fishing. I have vague memories of my daddy setting me down on a stump in a North Carolina pine forest while he potted squirrels with the old .22. I remember finding a stick, string, and hook to fish just about any body of water that I could get to… from ditches and big mud holes to creeks, rivers, ponds, and the Atlantic ocean. I’ll never forget my first squirrel, taken with that old hand-me-down, single shot 20 gauge, and in the same way, I’ll never forget my first deer, a unicorn, taken with my Christmas shotgun… a used Western Auto Revelation 20ga pump gun. There’ve been a lot more firsts along the way… waterfowl and doves, quail, blacktail deer, elk. And hogs. Read full bio...
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