Gunner46
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I had my back cut wide open and people using knives cutting in places that no man sould have to endure....
Out from work for 2 months, Minimum.
Wifey, Mom-in-Law, and MOM, all in the house at the same time. "Mother Hen" syndrome gone ugly galactic, to say the least !!
All I remember is the the "Don't"...
Don't do that...
Don't sleep that way...
Don't Move.....
Don't...Don't...Don't...
After a week of that BS, I picked up the phone and called my Best Man. " Get your A$$ over here and get me the F' outta here" !
And he did.
I took the old standby, Rem 600. .308 out on the patio and took a shot. "OH.... HE** NO" !
30 min later, I took s shot with my Marlin .35 Rem., OK.....I can do this.
Females were pissed like there were 19 full moon,'s all coming into convergence, at the same time, but Bill packed me up in his Jeep and off we went.
Turns out, when we got to camp, my CO was there. (Those guys took better care of me than all the "Hens" back home ever would have imagined, and it pissed 'em off pretty good too).
Skipper handled me a Rem 700, 7mm/08, Mountain rifle, and ordered me to use it . A piece of Joy and Wonder. Light, just right, and I never felt it recoil. (of course I was shooting at game, at the time)
Long story, longer. Ladder stand, deep in, by a swamp creek, 2 shots, 2 whitetails in about 2 minutes !! AND I didn't even have to drag them out !! (Billy, I know that water was Oh So Cold! )
That is what 'Friends' do................
Out from work for 2 months, Minimum.
Wifey, Mom-in-Law, and MOM, all in the house at the same time. "Mother Hen" syndrome gone ugly galactic, to say the least !!
All I remember is the the "Don't"...
Don't do that...
Don't sleep that way...
Don't Move.....
Don't...Don't...Don't...
After a week of that BS, I picked up the phone and called my Best Man. " Get your A$$ over here and get me the F' outta here" !
And he did.
I took the old standby, Rem 600. .308 out on the patio and took a shot. "OH.... HE** NO" !
30 min later, I took s shot with my Marlin .35 Rem., OK.....I can do this.
Females were pissed like there were 19 full moon,'s all coming into convergence, at the same time, but Bill packed me up in his Jeep and off we went.
Turns out, when we got to camp, my CO was there. (Those guys took better care of me than all the "Hens" back home ever would have imagined, and it pissed 'em off pretty good too).
Skipper handled me a Rem 700, 7mm/08, Mountain rifle, and ordered me to use it . A piece of Joy and Wonder. Light, just right, and I never felt it recoil. (of course I was shooting at game, at the time)
Long story, longer. Ladder stand, deep in, by a swamp creek, 2 shots, 2 whitetails in about 2 minutes !! AND I didn't even have to drag them out !! (Billy, I know that water was Oh So Cold! )
That is what 'Friends' do................
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