It really sounds like we are normal old inquisitive people. I like the taste of mulberries in the summer. My son puts a tarp under the trees and uses the tractor to shake them off. They really have a lot of sugar but go bad so fast.
Bird poop
is accurate.
Thanks to all of you for making me sound like a normal person instead of a freak from the past.
From Pint O' Shine.
I garden, shoot (mostly blackpowder), I keep 3 dogs and am thinkin' of gettin' a birddog, I home brew ales, hike, fish, smokemeat, I'm a jeweler professionaly and as a hobby.
I'm also addicted to quite a few computergames. At the moment Eve Online is my computer game of choice.
I like bakin' and cookin', eatin', ramblin' in the hills and mountains, and rock houndin'.
I go fishin', horseriding, make websites and do computer repairs, learning to play guitar. I swapped an ounce of green for an F65 Fender acoustic years ago but have only recently started to learn to play, it was made in 1975 and sounds beautiful, several people have wanted to buy it over the past years but it will be handed down to my grandson.
I pick a mandolin, been trying to build a fiddle, and learn to play one someone else built. (@#** bow)... play a little guitar too.
I garden, cook at home and get paid to cook too. got chickens, goats, horses, dogs, cats.... no neighbors. no traffic, no noise, no city lights, hell, the postal service doesn't even recognize my address...Mapquest locates my address 8 miles from where it is, but google earth has pictures of that big pine before it died a couple years back...
for me it is more like (@#** picks)
I got all my shuffles down and most my double stops in first position. Unfortunately, I play old fiddle tunes and waltzes and bluegrass instrumentals, and sometimes 12 bar blues. No country, no rock, so it's hard to find guitar players that can keep pace.
For fiddle tunes, its "too fast" or "boring, not enough chords" for waltzes it's "Too many minors and 7th's" for bluegrass instrumentals when it's their turn to shine, it's "I don't do melody". Man, guitar player can really complain.
Sounds like we have the makin's for an all star jug band.
Nothing is finer than pickin' and grinnin' out in the shed, or on the back porch.
Late in the evening about sundown, high on the hill and above the town , Uncle Pen played the fiddle lordy how it'd ring you could hear it talk ya could hear it sing.
i take photographs (http://www.darkness06660.deviantart.com onclick="window.open(this.href);return false;" rel="nofollow), fix cars, garden, and spend way to much time on the net lol
Whiskey, the most popular of the cold cures that don't work (Leonard Rossiter)
Since I've been an "adult", I've done many childish hobbies. Most notable are: building human powered boats, building bicycles, and modifying whatever vehicle I'm currently driving(93 Dodge Grand Caravan).
junkyard dawg wrote:yeah rotgut, once on a bull was enough for me
after my first i was hooked its like this rush going through your body thats hard to explain i dont ride alot because i dont fit in with most of the cowboys and their politics but i get out when i can
I restore old motorcycles, between hay farming,, taking care of cows, goats , and chickens, dogs,, cats,, and guinea fowl for watchdogs at nite,, when the dogs are sleeping.. Right now I have a 1957 Matchless almost done, and a 1960 BSA gold star thats done and for sale..,,.. But my everyday ride when it's not snowing is a yamaha roadstar 1700, ., RD
Wow! I missed this thread.
The replies make me think that you folks are a little like me.
I fish, we raise exotic birds, I fish.... three smart kids from 8 to 16 yrs... fish, we raise a small garden, keep bees, make meade, raise beef calves, put up too much hay, fish... hunt, make sausage, cook...
Oh yeah,
I like to salt water fish....
I would rather teach a pig to sing than argue with an Idiot.
wheres this salt water fishing take place? i used to do a little off the ms coast. i have been scared to go back since katrina. afraid that things would be so different that i would be lost.
I mainly target the Gulf of Mexico. I have fished and will try again from North Carolina to Texas. Seems that most trips the last few years have been out of either LA or AL.
Katrina and Rita and Ivan and.... well you kinda get the pic, have really changed the landscape of the south. I remember the destruction of Camille both here and in Biloxi. Don't worry about it. The fish are still hungry. Go wet a hook. (I ain't never caught a fish on a dry hook...)
I would rather teach a pig to sing than argue with an Idiot.
telling your age there with the mention of camille. i did most of my fishing out of tucies fish camp on the west pascagoula river. i used to work at a sportings good store. the owner had a fish camp in the area. i hope to get back there this summer if time allows.
All you young whippersnappers, makeing me feel my age. I walked through Hurricane Donna's eye, dead calm and sun shinning, while my dad rotated the crack in the windows to the other side. No damage to our house, except a long leaf pine needle sticking 1/2" through our 2" solid cypress door, and another inch sticking out the other side- outside. I canoed to my neighbors, to see how they faired not so well. She was a moisture laden hurricane, which we haven't been blessed or cursed with since. But have watched many hundreds of homes built, on land my dad used to fish in, and drainage is about 30% of what a Donna could supply.
Been there seen it, and as a kid loved it. cooked out for 3 weeks, shot dove. quale, duck, squirrel, robins and any other meats to get by. A lot of it by slingshot. Even gater, and 3 rattlesnakes. You do what you got to do, and we had women who could cook anything, and a family handyman, that could dress and prepare it all. I guess, I probably brought in 15#'s of meat a day. We had bird dogs that had to eat too. That hurricane, was one of my most favorable memories, but the worst nightmares of some of my friends then.
> "You are what you repeatedly do. Excellence is not an event - it is a
>habit" Aristotle
One of my favorite ways of fishing, since I grew up on the lower Ohio river, is to wait until the backwater goes down and go seine the sloughs.
My grand-mother used to grind the small ones like white bass, bream, and sunfish to make fish cakes. The bait fish we would use to bait the trot lines. The suckers, carp, drum, buffalo, white perch, catfish, and anything else edible would go in our's and all the neighbor's freezers.
This is the exact opposite of the animals finding refuge on high ground isn't it? Fish finding refuge in the sloughs is easy pickin.