Fun With Old Pics

[jds holler]

Ran into this one from years ago. Brings back great memories of a wonderful spot on our Klamath River Canyon. The story behind that silver gray squirrel is a great one.


I was on a dirt track that went straight across a remote meadow, and the squirrel ran out from about twenty yards away and headed lickity split down the road. I drew and cocked my Ruger Single Six and took aim, waiting for him to stop.. but he wasn't gonna. Finally at probably eighty plus yards I decided to take a "hail Mary" shot. The shot was poor, with the bullet kicking up dust about three feet behind the critter. --- BUT bounced and hit him in the back for a kill shot. Better to be lucky than good. With him and the two grouse we had the fixings for a great meal.

Anyone else got some to share?? jd

 

[17VLD]

Thanks for sharing your picture.Wish I had some to share of my many outings with my trusty 617,revolvers in 22lr can sure be fun.
Matt

 

[Rick in Oregon]

Thanks for sharing your picture.Wish I had some to share of my many outings with my trusty 617,revolvers in 22lr can sure be fun.
Matt

JDS, yer makin' me hungry! Nuthin' like a good squirrel stew, especially after a memorable shot like that. That was probably a great meal.

And Matt...."Many outings with my trusty 617, revolvers in 22LR can sure be fun."..............you are SO right!



My M617 has just over 200 PD's to it's credit, and I've lost count of how many ground squirrels have fallen to it. Sweet shooting little revolvers to be sure!

 

[Coleridge]

Not the oldest picture in the bunch, but while we on topic of lucky pistol shots...

 

[jds holler]

Here's another old one of my non-genetic brother and me. He's the near-human on the right.


These nice little bucks are the ones I wrote about in the thread called "Fess Up". Those bucks looked like, and may have been brothers. I think this happened just about thirty years ago. jd

 

[snert]

Geez JD, ain't never seen one of them naked deer before. Around here they have fur..

 

[jds holler]

Geez JD, ain't never seen one of them naked deer before. Around here they have fur..

We peel em and dress them in proper clothes as quick as we can. jd

 

[jds holler]

Here's another one of my bud and my old "65" Landcruiser. That rig took us places that a sane man would never have gone. Matter of fact, a sane man wouldn't have taken it five miles from home. That spot right there, If we'd have broke down, would have required a thirty mile hike to save ourselves. jd

 

[nmkid]

I had one of them! The engine was wasted so I put in a small block Cheby. That thing would, it seems, go anywhere.

 

[jds holler]

I had one of them! The engine was wasted so I put in a small block Cheby. That thing would, it seems, go anywhere.

That one had a 327 Chev in it also. But that particular engine was old and sketchy. Weak point was the Rochester carb. I kept it together and had a great time with it for several years though. They are built like tanks. Jeeps will out-Jeep them because of the weight, but -- Landcruisers always have a kind of cool factor. jd

 

[jds holler]

A couple more of the rig that we called "Little Red". I also had a red F-150 4x4 at this time that we called "Big Red". I had these rigs at a time in my life when I didn't know that there was a single minute that I wasn't supposed to be out having fun, planning to have more fun, or recovering from too much fun. jd

 

[rebel]

Crappy pic, but this is my son and I when he was around 8 years old. I took him trout fishing on one of the roughest creeks you can get on in NC. Starts around 2800 and heads on the highest point east of the Mississippi. About 6000 feet.
Native specks there ( Appalachian brookies ). We caught quite a few that day. In this pic my best buddy captured, my son was thrilled looking down at the terrain we had fished. As a reward for doing it, I stopped by a pay trout pond and paid for 3 lunkers he could take home.

 

[bluealtered]

Somewhere i have a picture of my buddy's FJ, (327 also) Steve is sitting on the hood of it in the middle of a pond and the water is up to his waist, the drivers door is open and everything that would float is floating around him. Might have been just one beer to many that day.