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Nov 23, 2022 07:37:46   #
Graywulff Loc: Cortez,Co.
 
ghaynes1 wrote:
Sounds like kind of a Walden Pond experience Wulffy. Becoming one with nature so to speak.
Kind of that way for me g.

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Nov 23, 2022 08:37:33   #
troyfrd1 Loc: Hampstead,NC
 
My thoughts as well. Just being out there. Peaceful and quiet. Just me and time to reflect.

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Nov 23, 2022 08:57:17   #
OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin
 
troyfrd1 wrote:
My thoughts as well. Just being out there. Peaceful and quiet. Just me and time to reflect.


Then your heart flutters just a little bit when you see that little ripple on the surface, or hear the leaves rustle behind you…

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Nov 23, 2022 09:22:52   #
Grizzly 17 Loc: South central Pa
 
OJdidit wrote:
Me too Grizz, some of my earliest (and fondest) memories are from time spent in the outdoors. I remember holding a Drake Mallard my Dad shot on Opening Day of duck season in 1964. The colors in the feathers were spectacular, the green in the head (which morphs into purple as you turn it in the sun), the yellow in the bill, the orange feet and the curl of the tail feathers. It was burned into my memory that October afternoon. I also remember being in my swing (suspended from the clothes poles next to the patio) and holding onto the hoof of an 8 point buck my Dad bagged the day before at Horicon Marsh in 1963 (I was 2). I didn’t realize how lucky I was at the time…
Me too Grizz, some of my earliest (and fondest) me... (show quote)


OJ my old man had no interest in anything but women. No sports or hunting n fishing. I was always getting in trouble for going off by myself. Headed for creek or woods every chance I got.I only shot one mallard. They are a beautiful bird. I'll always remember my first ring neck. He went down in waist high grass. The others guys said forget it will get more. I spent almost n hr looking but I found him. That started my luv affair with bird hunting. Now no pheasant or quail n very few doves. Do have a few bald eagles around now. Sad how many people have no idea what I'm talking about. They've never seen a pheasant or a quail. Have you ever wondered what young people will miss when they get our age? Enjoy every day brother 👍

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Nov 23, 2022 09:32:09   #
Grizzly 17 Loc: South central Pa
 
OJdidit wrote:
Then your heart flutters just a little bit when you see that little ripple on the surface, or hear the leaves rustle behind you…


Like when you doze off n hear something. It never startles you. Just open your eyes raise your head just enough to peer out from under the bill of your hat. When your heart is beating so fast n you briefly stop breathing. That's what keeps us addicted 👍👍

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Nov 23, 2022 09:57:53   #
OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin
 
Grizzly 17 wrote:
OJ my old man had no interest in anything but women. No sports or hunting n fishing. I was always getting in trouble for going off by myself. Headed for creek or woods every chance I got.I only shot one mallard. They are a beautiful bird. I'll always remember my first ring neck. He went down in waist high grass. The others guys said forget it will get more. I spent almost n hr looking but I found him. That started my luv affair with bird hunting. Now no pheasant or quail n very few doves. Do have a few bald eagles around now. Sad how many people have no idea what I'm talking about. They've never seen a pheasant or a quail. Have you ever wondered what young people will miss when they get our age? Enjoy every day brother 👍
OJ my old man had no interest in anything but wome... (show quote)


Well Grizz, I am impressed that you found hunting on your own. Not much like the explosion and cackle of a rooster from at your feet!
I try to share these experiences with my kids and hope to have the ability to do so with the Grandkids, too. Time will tell…
I lost my GSP just before Memorial Day and haven’t been interested in chasing pheasants without her yet.

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Nov 23, 2022 09:59:56   #
OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin
 
Grizzly 17 wrote:
Like when you doze off n hear something. It never startles you. Just open your eyes raise your head just enough to peer out from under the bill of your hat. When your heart is beating so fast n you briefly stop breathing. That's what keeps us addicted 👍👍


Yes Sir. Someday I will share the story of the pair of grouse that had me frozen in place for about 45 minutes while deer hunting.

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Nov 23, 2022 10:09:46   #
Grizzly 17 Loc: South central Pa
 
OJdidit wrote:
Well Grizz, I am impressed that you found hunting on your own. Not much like the explosion and cackle of a rooster from at your feet!
I try to share these experiences with my kids and hope to have the ability to do so with the Grandkids, too. Time will tell…
I lost my GSP just before Memorial Day and haven’t been interested in chasing pheasants without her yet.


I was fortunate enough to have some good bird hunting at the dairy farm n the orchard I worked at. My 1st ring ringneck was 200 yards from the house I lived in at the orchard. The dairy farm by the river wax paradise. More pheasants than most people ever saw. Fair amount of quail n plenty of dove. Plenty of squirrels along the river. Wish my grandson could have experienced bird hunting. I never had the pleasure of hunting behind a good bird dog. A couple of great rabbit dogs. Standing on a rise watching them bring a rabbit back to you was awesome. 👍 Never got a grouse but had a few scared the crap outa me deer or squirrel hunting. They are FAST 😁

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Nov 23, 2022 11:30:07   #
OJdidit Loc: Oak Creek Wisconsin
 
Grizzly 17 wrote:
I was fortunate enough to have some good bird hunting at the dairy farm n the orchard I worked at. My 1st ring ringneck was 200 yards from the house I lived in at the orchard. The dairy farm by the river wax paradise. More pheasants than most people ever saw. Fair amount of quail n plenty of dove. Plenty of squirrels along the river. Wish my grandson could have experienced bird hunting. I never had the pleasure of hunting behind a good bird dog. A couple of great rabbit dogs. Standing on a rise watching them bring a rabbit back to you was awesome. 👍 Never got a grouse but had a few scared the crap outa me deer or squirrel hunting. They are FAST 😁
I was fortunate enough to have some good bird hun... (show quote)


About a month ago my Wife and I went Up North to the place where Sam (the Wonderdog) got her first…and her last grouse. Those were about 12 years apart and there were many in between. I sprinkled some of her ashes on those spots (with tears in my eyes) and thanked her for all the memories. Ellen and I took a walk to a spot on one of our favorite routes and I looked to the sky and asked Sam if there was any magic left? Sure enough, not 10 seconds later there was a flush of wings and I missed it (out of respect, of course) 😂

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Nov 23, 2022 15:19:52   #
Grizzly 17 Loc: South central Pa
 
OJdidit wrote:
About a month ago my Wife and I went Up North to the place where Sam (the Wonderdog) got her first…and her last grouse. Those were about 12 years apart and there were many in between. I sprinkled some of her ashes on those spots (with tears in my eyes) and thanked her for all the memories. Ellen and I took a walk to a spot on one of our favorite routes and I looked to the sky and asked Sam if there was any magic left? Sure enough, not 10 seconds later there was a flush of wings and I missed it (out of respect, of course) 😂
About a month ago my Wife and I went Up North to t... (show quote)

That's a great memory brother. My last two I had cremated. I just couldn't bury anymore. I have a great dog buried 2miles on the other side of the Mason Dixon line. My collie malamute mix. Where I lived while at the orchard. He's waist deep. The older I get the closer I get to my pups. Grandkids n pups touch a special place in your heart. 👍👍

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Nov 23, 2022 19:01:13   #
plumbob Loc: New Windsor Maryland
 
OJdidit wrote:
Great post pb! So much more than just being out there. It doesn’t matter to me if I am in a boat, sitting on a pier or a rock, standing in a duck blind or on a deer stand. I try to take it all in whether I am alone, or with someone else. Being alone is quite soul cleansing, but sharing the experience with a newbie is so much more fulfilling! You can discuss the problems of the World or just absorb the moment…the possibilities are endless. Whether you realize those opportunities are available to us through the sacrifices of others is entirely up to you. Enjoy, appreciate, respect and leave no trace!
The first step is to just get out there!
Great post pb! So much more than just being out t... (show quote)


Nicely said John, I should have gotten in touch with you for the write up with the caption.

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Nov 24, 2022 15:21:12   #
Kerry Hansen Loc: Bremerton, WA
 
plumbob wrote:
I can guess that most of you aren't sitting at your favorite honey hole about now reading this. So think back to that time the thoughts that went through your mind and it wasn't always about what's on the other end of that rod.

We solved problems, shared thoughts with friends, spoke to the heavens, took in the creations around us, and even at times gave Thanks for such a good time being one with nature.

Yes, a lot more than just cast and retrieve going on out there.

Do you care to share those thoughts here?
I can guess that most of you aren't sitting at you... (show quote)


After reading this and all the great responses it brings a lot to my mind. After a tough week at work I would be down on the river for the week end and I could leave all the crap of the job behind. All I had to do was cast my lure up stream and feel it drift and occasionally tap on the bottom to tell me it was where it should be and feel for a Steelhead or Springer to pick it up. Listen to the joking of fellow fishermen. What a way to decompress. If I caught anything it was a bonus and quite neat since I and my partners were using rods I built. About the Elk camp I remember while I was in college and in my first Engineering Drawing class, I had driven down to the Elk camp where My Dad and all his hunting buddies were. I remember Dad and his friends would be sitting in the big main octagon shaped army tent BS-ing having a good time while I sat in an eight man pup style tent where all the supplies were and sitting on a stool under a Coleman Lantern doing my freehand drawings of objects showing three views for each and showing all the hidden lines and things for each. My Professor Dr. Louis Secos Tomay was quite a guy and really old school, lot of home work!! So much so that many people dropped out or failed. They couldn't handle all of the work so we went from two full classes 1st quarter to two half full classes 2nd quarter to about a half a class the third and final quarter. When The Communists rolled into Hungry his students spirited him and his family out of the country ahead of them. as a kid I would hike out the old logging railroad track line to the country with my dog and a fishing rod, .22 rifle, or my single shot 16 gauge shot gun and spend to whole day by myself. What a wonderful life I was lucky to have. I was lucky that Dad, one of 7 kids, was the only one who took up fishing and hunting and thus I was the recipient of his knowledge. Thanks for starting this thread, brings so many memories!

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Nov 25, 2022 07:21:23   #
plumbob Loc: New Windsor Maryland
 
Kerry Hansen wrote:
After reading this and all the great responses it brings a lot to my mind. After a tough week at work I would be down on the river for the week end and I could leave all the crap of the job behind. All I had to do was cast my lure up stream and feel it drift and occasionally tap on the bottom to tell me it was where it should be and feel for a Steelhead or Springer to pick it up. Listen to the joking of fellow fishermen. What a way to decompress. If I caught anything it was a bonus and quite neat since I and my partners were using rods I built. About the Elk camp I remember while I was in college and in my first Engineering Drawing class, I had driven down to the Elk camp where My Dad and all his hunting buddies were. I remember Dad and his friends would be sitting in the big main octagon shaped army tent BS-ing having a good time while I sat in an eight man pup style tent where all the supplies were and sitting on a stool under a Coleman Lantern doing my freehand drawings of objects showing three views for each and showing all the hidden lines and things for each. My Professor Dr. Louis Secos Tomay was quite a guy and really old school, lot of home work!! So much so that many people dropped out or failed. They couldn't handle all of the work so we went from two full classes 1st quarter to two half full classes 2nd quarter to about a half a class the third and final quarter. When The Communists rolled into Hungry his students spirited him and his family out of the country ahead of them. as a kid I would hike out the old logging railroad track line to the country with my dog and a fishing rod, .22 rifle, or my single shot 16 gauge shot gun and spend to whole day by myself. What a wonderful life I was lucky to have. I was lucky that Dad, one of 7 kids, was the only one who took up fishing and hunting and thus I was the recipient of his knowledge. Thanks for starting this thread, brings so many memories!
After reading this and all the great responses it ... (show quote)


My oh my Kerry this reply was something else. Amazing how a little running water can take the mind to places we thought would never come about again.

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Nov 25, 2022 09:46:45   #
Grizzly 17 Loc: South central Pa
 
plumbob wrote:
My oh my Kerry this reply was something else. Amazing how a little running water can take the mind to places we thought would never come about again.


Bob that just took me back to a trout stream a friend n I was fishing when I was 12. The stream flowed behind his house. We was fishing n while making a cast I hear this scream. We turn around n there stands his kid brother with a hook stuck in his nose. The point was actually inside one nostril. The worm was laying on his lips. Of course I removed it as soon as we stopped laughing. Lucky it was a small hook n the barb didn't go it. He was tying to sneak up n scare us. Oops 😬 🤣🤣

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Nov 25, 2022 11:31:27   #
Scudrnr Loc: Hancock, Wisconsin
 
plumbob wrote:
I can guess that most of you aren't sitting at your favorite honey hole about now reading this. So think back to that time the thoughts that went through your mind and it wasn't always about what's on the other end of that rod.

We solved problems, shared thoughts with friends, spoke to the heavens, took in the creations around us, and even at times gave Thanks for such a good time being one with nature.

Yes, a lot more than just cast and retrieve going on out there.

Do you care to share those thoughts here?
I can guess that most of you aren't sitting at you... (show quote)

It's a time to decompress.

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