How far we've come...y'all remember

[TheLBLman]

Yep, Dr. Kroll put out some good stuff in his early days.
But from my perspective, he more or less went off the reservation.

Dr. Woods is one of my hunter/manager heroes.
He's the real deal.

 

[TheLBLman]

. . . . . Dr. Grant Woods in 1993. That REALLY changed my world!

Understatement of the Year?

 

[BSK]

Yep, Dr. Kroll put out some good stuff in his early days.
But from my perspective, he more or less went off the reservation.

Yes he did! Got bit by the almighty dollar bug.

 

[BSK]

Understatement of the Year?

You could say that.

 

[TX300mag]

Late 90's I killed a 120" 8 point (3.5yo). I was 17 or 18 at the time. They even called a wildlife officer over and he took a bunch of measurements and tooth aged it. People were texting friends. I felt like the best hunter that had ever existed.

Actually kind of a funny story. Got to my stand - folding chair had 3 inches of ice in it. Every move made noises. I got mad and threw it down about 7:30 and started walking out. Made it about 15 yards - Heard a noise coming through the brush. I could see antlers. He popped up on to the logging road at maybe (8?) yards.

All I could see in the scope was a brown blur. He went down instantly.

Tried every way I knew how to screw it up!

Don't you mean "beeping" friends?

 

[DeerCamp]

Don't you mean "beeping" friends?

Ha! Thats hilarious. Funny how memory works. I guess texting is just so common these days my brain remembers a lie.

Now that I think about it, I don't have a clue how people were getting the word out. Town crier maybe.

 

[Shanman]

Ha! Thats hilarious. Funny how memory works. I guess texting is just so common these days my brain remembers a lie.

Now that I think about it, I don't have a clue how people were getting the word out. Town crier maybe.

I wasn't going to say anything....
I remember driving from Knoxville to Perry County every 3rd wknd just to check 5 35mm cameras. Then driving home fast as I could to drop the film off for development. Like a kid at Christmas I would open the envelope and find the whole roll of film was used up on bright sunny empty woods. One bright side back then was you could afford gas and a roll of Copenhagen had 10 cans, not 5.