The good ole days

[Boogieman1]

Always makes me smile to look back at some old pics from when I was a kid. Believe I was 11 or 12 in this one. It was the day after thanksgiving, and the first time I hunted alone. My dad walked me in the dark to a giant tree along a dirt road lined with a barbwire fence, he layed a 2x6 in the crotch of the tree, lifted me up and handed me my gun. He told me he was just gonna be on the other side of the ridge and what ever I do don't get down. An hour after daylight a 9 pt came cruising down the fence line and I dropped him. I was pumped and wanted to jump down and put my hands on him but my dad told me to stay put. Wasn't 15 minutes later an 8 came from the opposite direction and I shot him to. My dad had to come see what all the shooting was about and he was dumb founded I still give him grief about that day, he didn't see squat. Feel free to add your own old pics and story's that the good stuff.

[Dewey]

November 1968......my first year in deer camp. My Mom was along and taking the picture 7 months pregnant with me in her belly.



My Dad is the one in front in red and my uncle to his left. Good ole’ fashioned northwoods spiker from up by Ogema WI.

[Boogieman1]

Nice Dewey! Those 60s and 70s pics are tough to beat! My dads got a bunch of fishing pics in the 70s in those tight shorts and tube socks sporting a foomanchew I luv those old deer pics like yours, can just vision your pops honking the horn coming down the street, everyone coming over to see the kill and congratulate him. Truly the good ole days b4 it got all commercialized and left wingers took over and called outdoorsman murderers.Thanks for sharing.

[PK_]

I was born 40 years too late.

[<DK>]

First day deer hunting.

[jwilkstn]

I was born 40 years too late.

Same here... looks like good times.

Somewhere in a shoe box, though, I have a couple pictures of me as a kid with my first buck. A spike. Had to be 3" long to be legal at the time and I was worried sick after I dropped him that he wasn't long enough. Turned out to be 3.5" and all was well with the world haha.

[Jackson Marsh]

Love seeing those pics from back in the day.

[Stanley]

This picture is from 1981. I arrowed the squirrel and pinned him to the ground. An hour later the mink tried to steal my squirrel. Not a a smart thing to do. I arrowed the mink and pinned him to the ground. I was happy to have squirrel for supper and got $20.00 for the mink from a fur buyer. Would have gotten more but the arrow ripped a big hole though him. Deer hunting sure is fun.

[oldrank]

My Dads first deer. 1995. U.P. spike. He had hunted for 30 yrs and never killed a deer. He killed alot more after this one. Just took him awhile to warm up. I think he enjoyed it alot more after me and my brother got old enough to hunt. He was a great fishermen. Taught me alot.

[Hooks1]

November 1969 in Alabama, Was 23 years old!

[Jackson Marsh]

This picture is from 1981. I arrowed the squirrel and pinned him to the ground. An hour later the mink tried to steal my squirrel. Not a a smart thing to do. I arrowed the mink and pinned him to the ground. I was happy to have squirrel for supper and got $20.00 for the mink from a fur buyer. Would have gotten more but the arrow ripped a big hole though him. Deer hunting sure is fun.

It almost appears you are smiling ?

[Dewey]

This picture is from 1981. I arrowed the squirrel and pinned him to the ground. An hour later the mink tried to steal my squirrel. Not a a smart thing to do. I arrowed the mink and pinned him to the ground. I was happy to have squirrel for supper and got $20.00 for the mink from a fur buyer. Would have gotten more but the arrow ripped a big hole though him. Deer hunting sure is fun.

It almost appears you are smiling ?

You can’t see it but bet he’s wearing Croc’s back then too. He was way ahead of the times.

[Jonny]

Took me 5 years of gun hunting but this was my first buck with the gun when I was 16. So 5 years ago for you old timers



First buck with the gun, got a head mount of it for christmas that year, and to this day, this buck still creates one very happy memory for me, but also caused some conflicts I am still dealing with today. Way too long of a story I have no desire to dig up from the grave.

That year was one of the wildest roller coasters of a season I ever have. The same day I hit a nice buck and lost it to private land (and some mistakes on my part), a buddy of my uncles missed this buck due to a lack of trimming in the shooting lane.

2 weeks later I was still a wreck over the first buck when I shot this one. Quite the redemption moment for me, and really the turning point of my career and when I started to really love hunting more than just go through the motions. So every time I walk into the family cabin, I look up at this buck on the wall and thank him for steering me in the right direction with my hunting career. It also represents the fourth generation of my family to have a set of antlers hanging in the cabin which is pretty cool if you ask me.

Also the same buck that nearly got me into a bar fight as well.



Only picture I have of the mount.

My family has a great collection of older deer hunting pictures, including from the 80's and 90's when they camped out in the woods for the entire season. The more I look at it, the more I see that I was born 20 years too late to really enjoy all of the things they look back on and have great stories about. Really missed out on some special times