Monday, December 30, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Monday, December 23, 2013
This rare old shotgun brings to mind the old joke about martinis and boobs:
"Why are martinis like boobs?.....One is not enough and three is too many!"
Friday, December 20, 2013
I do own several of their excellent duck calls. I also have a fleece lined water and windproof Anorak from Duck Commander that is a staple piece of my hunting kit and has performed wonderfully in the field. So Phil thinks homosexual behavior is a sin...I could not care less what he thinks on such issues...but I like his gear when it is 25 degrees out and the wind is driving the sleet sideways out in the marsh.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Before the scheduled kick-off we enjoyed a few pints and some oysters and a walk among the shops.
This old-school gun shop is a rare breed these days. You walk in and smell canvas and waxed cotton and gun oil and tobacco. You can actually find 10 ga. shells for your goose guns. Filson is a featured brand.It is getting harder and harder to find a local gunsmith who knows the way around an old Browning or Beretta. I do suspect a small item or two from this store will find its way to my stocking on Christmas morning.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Scotland any more, but from Kentucky,” he said, adding that Buffalo Trace, a bourbon distillery in Frankfort, Ky., is “arguably the best distillery in the world.”
Friday, December 6, 2013
You have to appreciate a joint that is open from 7:00 A.M. on Thanksgiving day...and then closes at 2 P.M. so the staff can get their turkey on...and then re-opens at 7:30 until 2 A.M. so revelers can have a few drinks amongst friends after the bird is digested.These days, joints like these are few and far between in suburban America....this sportsman is damn glad one is in his jurisdiction.
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Monday, December 2, 2013
The kid in the photo above could just as easily be holding a 20 ga. hunting with his dad.
The time in the blinds this weekend gave me lots of opportunity to talk to my boy at length. Time has been hard to come by recently as he was preparing for the SAT's and has a busy schedule for school and sports.
There were 7 other guys at the duck hunting club on Friday night....and my 16 year old. He held his own in the company of men. As I have said before, I feel it crucial to immerse my son in the rituals of men. Then he cleaned me out at the poker table Friday night. Maybe the little jerk should stick to his school-work.