Yeah. If I hunted with a rifle, I would be embarrassed to let anyone know too.
Hunting with a rifle should only be allowed on a "don't ask don't tell" basis.
If they are older than 61, they must be stupid. An annual senior pass is only $20, and a lifetime pass is only $80 and they pay for everyone in the car. Most of the places you can buy them still take cash.
I got my lifetime pass when they were just $10. Pretty sweet deal.
Oldest granddaughter age 10
Gold medal Vault
Gold medal balance beam
Gold medal floor exercise
Bronze medal uneven parallel bars
Gold medal all-round Oregon state champion gymnast for the second year in a row.
I put up a stand on public land once. Sat there all morning and didn't see a thing. So, I decided to head back to the truck for a spot of lunch.
By the time I got back to my stand for the evening hunt, someone had taken a dump on the seat and smeared Irish Spring all over the ladder. :oops: I...
Our local news did a story on a woman that lost something like $50,000 to scammers. They gave a statistic saying that the average age of people getting scammed in the US is 38.
So apparently you don't have to be old to be stupid.
When I was a kid, my dad would take us on hikes on the old trails up to lookout towers. Some of the trails on the ground were long gone because they built roads to the towers, so the trails were no longer used. We could follow the trail because when they built the trails back in the 1930s, they...
I like the changing between daylight and standard as well. I never bought into the all the horrible effects of losing or gaining an hour of sleep has on a person. Hell, when I was a younger man, come every weekend I would lose a lot more than an hour. never bothered me too much.
I had a friend that raised quail for fun and proffit. He would put up a lot of jars of pickled quail eggs. They were great but because of the size you would end up popping them like peanuts and before you knew it you had eaten a couple of pounds of eggs.
After an hour or so you definitely knew...
Just a couple of weeks ago a bunch of my wife's family was visiting. One was my niece whose son had been one of those disruptive problem children. Another was her son, the problem child, now all grown up. Another was my BIL who had been a teacher for 20 years and five of those years he was in...