Wearing cotton "thermal" underwear huntin' and brown-duk pants and jacket, non insulated boots greased to hell with mink oil---------and freezin' my booty off! Never heard of a goose down anything and those "thermal" underwear were not very "thermal"!!
Grannies "hoecakes" made out of non-self-rising corn meal-ummm good. And her "drop" cathead biscuits!
Daddy cussin' 'cause the negroes had gone through an area we were quail huntin'-they were rabbit huntin'-and flushed a covey of quail he knew was there. When we found singles and not the covey he always blamed it on the bros.
Huntin' out of my dad's 1964 army jeep in the winter way before a 3 or 4 wheeler or hardly any 4-wheel drive trucks, jeeps, scouts, broncos were around.
Goin' rabbit shinin' and killin' the absolute piss out of them and not really having to worry about the warden-knew where he lived and only had one per 2 counties!
Parching wheat in a homemade gas fired tumbler rig with my dad which was used to "feed" the doves as it wouldn't sprout once parched--as they won'y eat it once it swells. He was a master of the art of attracting wildlife!!
